Who glued these quarters down?

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It's Rex Manning Day!! Southland DAY! YAY!!

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Feel free to come over here and tell me how much you love Cooper and Ben and Adams and how excited you are that it's Cooper Day! And how he's awesome. And super hot (but not in that traditional wimpy, limp noodle, vapid, pretty boy actor way)! And you'd totally be his surrogate if he and Ben want to have kids, or like, whatever. Or you can come over here and tell me all your Southland fic ideas and maybe I'll be inspired and write it for you, but you don't have to worry about the Slutty for Cooper/Prude Everywhere Else Ben-fic, because uh, yeah, I'm already thinking about that one.

OR (inspired by _lisalisa_) you can come over and drop your favorite Empire Records quote. Don't screw it uuuuuuuuup!

Sekrit aside to ruidoso: I can haz the Bellx1 album? PLEASE.

Comments

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

Ben being naughty in order to get caught. Training exercises to get Ben to think like a criminal that end in chases and tackling and handcuffing and frisking and...yeah. It is a little warm.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

I have this image of something at Cooper's house. Ben stealing something small, the last of the wings, the last beer, a baseball card and Cooper giving chase all over the place, knocking things over, and then Cooper tackles Ben, full-on, going down in his ass tackle. The kind where you hit your head and you're like whaaaa. And Cooper's like give it back, whatever it is, and Ben's all 'no, it's mine now' squirming to get away, except is he really trying to get away, b/c the way he's moving his hips does not denote freedom but more of the 'do me now!' thing, and Cooper raises an eyebrow and Ben's face is really kind of flushed, but Ben's not really looking at him, he's looking at something on the coffee table...

He's looking at Cooper's handcuffs, and Cooper's like, roll over and Ben's eyes go very dark...

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

And Ben totally thinks they're playing around at first, but then it escalates, and then it's about keeping it *away* from Cooper until it evolves into the all out chase and I think Cooper forcing Ben to his knees and then his feet and then walking him over to the couch to bend him over it to handcuff him and pressing close so that Ben can *feel* Cooper against him.

And Ben is trying to stay calm and failing miserably because he wants this, and he's a little freaked by how *much* he wants it, because he knows better than to want this from his training officer, but then the cuffs go on, making that little ratcheting noise they do and everything washes out in a rush of want.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

And he makes this noise. And Cooper knows this noise. It's a very, very familiar noise. And he freezes for a minute, and then he rolls Ben over, onto his back and Ben's entire face is flushed and his breathing is erratic and Cooper gives Ben this very apprising once over, because he'd bet his badge that Ben just came in his pants. Ben doesn't even meet his eyes, and Cooper can feel the predatory smile spreading over his face. And he's all 'Okay, Sherman, on your feet' and he man-handles Ben to his feet, but he's being kind of gentle with it and then pushes Ben against the wall and Ben's swallows. "What are you doing?'

And Cooper smiles. "Patting down the criminal. Did you learn anything from Dewey's stupidity."

And Ben's eyes go a little wide when Cooper kicks his legs apart, and then Cooper's hands are on his shoulders, his chest, down his stomach, and Ben goes very still when Cooper's hands slide down his hips, down the outside of his thighs, his calves. He's not expecting Cooper's hands to come back up the inside of this thighs... and he makes this noise when Cooper's hand get very close...

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

And Cooper does that slow, low, rough laugh that just makes Ben want to groan because it's right there in his ear, so close and so *knowing* and Cooper's breath is hot against his skin. "Oh, come on, kid. You think I'd do anything that would give you something on me?"

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

If we ended the story there, there would be a small scale riot. And yet, you know....

[abrabacon-trask.livejournal.com]

I, for one, might riot. Just sayin'.

[revelininsanity.livejournal.com]

I would riot, too. And then possibly sit down and cry.