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Ben/Leslie 17

“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

Today was a blanket fort day.

To be fair, if it were up to the triplets, everyday would be a blanket fort day, but today was special.

The couches were brought closer together and almost every blanket in the house was draped over the dining room chairs to create the perfect oasis in their living room. And on a cold, dreary day like today, nothing beat snuggling up with one another sipping hot chocolate in the fort.

“This was fun,” Leslie whispered from her spot on Ben’s lap as they watched the triplets take much needed naps beside them.

“It was. I’m glad blanket forts are still a viable option to settle the kids down when they can’t go outside. We have to take advantage of that for a while.”

Leslie nodded, tilting her head to kiss along his jaw. “Yeah. So, how long do you think they’ll be out? Do you think we’ll have time to run upstairs and–”

“Yes,” Ben said. “Yes. Definitely. Let’s–” He moved to stand up but stopped himself when the blankets above him started to shake. “Uhm, babe, I think I have somehow become an integral part of the support system for this fort.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that if I stand up, this whole thing will come toppling down.”

Leslie sighed and rested her head against Ben’s shoulder. “Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while.”

“Yeah…unless we risk it? Do you think the kids will notice if a few dozen blankets fell on them during their nap?”

That earned Ben a giggle and a slap on the arm. “Ben! As much as I want to leave and squeeze in sex while our children nap, I don’t think it should be at the cost of traumatizing them with a collapsing fort.”

“Yeah, you’re right. But if we’re stuck here, we can at least make out, right?”

Leslie’s arms were already wrapped around his neck. “Oh, most definitely.”

Blanket forts really were the best.

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Now let’s secret that they push him in front of a train.

Prompt #42 with brotp John/Stephen

2032

“I’m sorry,” John tried to explain again to his friend. Stephen had been quiet for five minutes now, the longest John had ever thought Stephen had gone without speaking. The senior dance performance between Stephen’s girlfriend and John had ended with an impromptu and very non stage kiss.

“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised,” Stephen finally said after a long silence, “LC kissed me a bunch of times when she was dating my brother. I think she’s even made out with Sonia.”

“What’s that now?” John looked at him, his expression having changed.

“Look, I’m a feminist, right? We both are.”

“Obviously,” John nodded.

“We’re great feminists.”

“The best.”

“Way better than Sonia.”

“I’m better at everything than Sonia,” John said.

“So, as a feminist, is it wrong of me to be totally pissed off that LC’s now technically cheated on me twice with you and my sister and cheated on my brother once with me?”

“Of course not, Stephen, but in her defense, kissing me, us kissing, I swear it was an accident,” John said, willing himself to believe that. “As for her cheating on you by kissing Sonia, I don’t know, I’m going to need more details on that. Paint me a word picture.”

“I’m not going to describe it. How can I? It happened in a girls locker room after roller derby practice.”

“That’s all I needed to hear,” John said.

“Dude, don’t be gross,” Stephen covered his face with his hands.

“If LC was a dude, and acted that way, what would you call him?”

“If Guy LC ran around kissing all my siblings, I guess he’d be a total asshole,” Stephen said.

“Guess what Girl LC is?” John said. “Except in this case, when I’ll fully admit she was innocent in this entire accident kiss that meant nothing to either of us.”

“My girlfriend’s not an asshole, Swanson.”

“That’s debatable.”

“That’s it, our friendship is over!”

“What?”

“No, it’s not, it’s not over. BFF, I love you forever, Swanson.” Stephen hugged John, who hugged him back.

“I love you, man. I’m sorry, LC’s not a total asshole. She’s only kind of an asshole. And that kiss really was an accident.”

“I’m not mad at either of you, I know that kiss wasn’t on purpose. And I know, deep down, you don’t think LC’s an asshole at all.”

“That’s not exactly true.”

“You two are going to be best friends one day,” Stephen said, the two still hugging.

“I doubt that.”

“Best platonic friends.”

“Extremely platonic. Just like us.”

“I love you, Swanson.”

“I love you, Stephen.”

Westley and Robbie "wanna bet?"

“Uncle Wesie, I can dunk a basketball,” five year old Robbie bragged as she bounced the basketball in front of her with both hands. Westley looked from her to the basketball hoop in the Ludgate Dwyer’s driveway. Robbie was tall for her age, but she was still a five year old.

“I don’t know, Robbie,” Westley said, thinking that Andy was some help in lifting his daughter up to the hoop. From the driveway they could see inside the house where Jack was getting math homework help from Sonia.

“I’m even better than Jack,” Robbie nodded seriously, before tossing it to Westley, who caught it and threw the ball in to the basket.

“I bet you are,” Westley said as Robbie chased after the ball. She threw it from where she found it and the ball went in the hoop. Westley was impressed and went over and high fived Robbie.

“Wanna bet I can dunk a basketball now?”

“I think you have a gambling problem,” Westley said to Robbie, who tilted her head at him in confusion.

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“Come over here and make me.”

“Have you lost your damn mind!?”

“Please, don’t leave.”

“Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

“I almost lost you.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Teach me how to play?”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

“I think we need to talk.”

“Kiss me.”

“Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”

“So, I found this waterfall…”

“It could be worse.”

“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”

“The paint’s supposed to go where?”

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

“Just once.”

“You’re the only one I trust to do this.”

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

“I got you a present.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“Marry me?”

“I thought you were dead.”

“It’s not what it looks like…”

“You lied to me.”

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

“Please don’t do this.”

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

“I wish I could hate you.”

“Wanna dance?”

“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

“Hey! I was gonna eat that!”

“Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”

“You did all of this for me?”

“I swear it was an accident.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

“If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”

“No one needs to know.”

“Boo.”

“Well this is awkward…”

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I haven’t seen much about Dr. Mindy: Medicine Woman, but from what I’ve heard around the blogosphere, is the hate for Danny has only gotten stronger and that is excellent

If you only watched one episode of New Girl and it was most of last night’s New Girl, would you not come away thinking this is an episode about Jess finding out she’s hella gay

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A new couple decides to live each day like it’s their last when No Tomorrow premieres Tuesday, October 4 at 9/8c on The CW!

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IT’S CANNON.

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i just love the idea that hermione granger had enough of a good reputation by third year that she was granted the power of legal time travel despite being 13/14 and had once deliberately set one of her teachers on fire?

Eliza: There’s this thing I do whenever I…feel.

Angelica: What?

Eliza: Burn. Everything.

October 31, 2030

“You are such a jerk,” Westley hissed to his brother, crossing his arms over his Hogwarts robes. Next to him on the couch, Stephen tried to refrain from laughing, which he could not hold back when he looked over and saw the marker drawn scar and glasses on his brother’s face.

“I like all of them, which one do you want to watch Oliver?” Sonia asked, holding up a stack of DVDs, the one she wanted to watch most was on the top.

“Any of them,” Oliver smiled at his girlfriend of two weeks, reaching out to help her with the pile of movies. “How about that one?” he nodded at the first DVD.

“This one’s my favorite. It’s super scary,” she said, her eyes lighting up with an idea. She pointed to a section of the couch that was free and they sat down next to Harry and Stephen.

“If you get scared or, whatever, you can always, you know, close your eyes and,” Sonia began, not really knowing where she was going with this. She wondered briefly if she should tell Oliver she was terrified of scary movies, but realized that wouldn’t make sense.

“Oh, um, ok, Soso. Cool costume, Westley” Oliver said to Westley, genuinely meaning the compliment. Westley mumbled something that sounded like “thanks,” and Sonia hit play on the remote.

“Oh, this movie is so boring, I think I’m going to take a nap instead,” Stephen annouced, rushing out of the room as the movie started to play. Noticing there was a free seat on the couch, Sonia leaned past Oliver.

“Hey, Potter,” she whispered at her brother, “Move over.” Westley glared at her, but scooted over. Oliver started to follow, to make equal room for the three, but Sonia grabbed his hand and held it.