#Chris Coop Cooper

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"WE USED THE BASS LINES AND SYNTH RIFFS OF THE EUROPEAN SOUND AND ADDED INDUSTRIAL GUITAR SOUNDS."

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on the CD pressing of "Voodoo-U," the second studio album from Belgian electronic music group LORDS OF ACID. It was released in 1994 under Rick Rubin's American Recordings label.

Q: "In "Voodoo-U" from 1994 and "Our Little Secret," from 1997 the sound is a bit more industrial. Did you think that you had done everything in New Beat?"

PRAGA KHAN: " — In those days, Lords of Acid’s music was a combination of the late New Beat/early techno sound and the US industrial sound. We used the bass lines and synth riffs of the European sound and added industrial guitar sounds. This created a new sound. In 1994, when "Voodoo-U" got released, I got a lot of phone calls from famous American rock stars who were raving about the album. To me it was just a logical step in the evolution of the sound of Lords of Acid."

Sources: www.discogs.com/release/61746-Lords-Of-Acid-Voodoo-U and https://elgarajedefrank.es/en/interview-lords-of-acid.

[rptv1]

Frankenstein

by Coop (Chris Cooper)

[rememberthecoop48]

Alice Cooper at Wings Event Center in Kalamazoo, MI. 8/2/24. 🤘🏻

[6ix9inewiturmom]

Crying on your birthday

Summary: You’ve been best friends with the triplets since you were born and your boyfriend of 2 years broke up with you on your birthday and chris confesses his love to you in an interesting way;)

Warnings: Smut!! P in V, Dom!Chris, Sub!reader, choking, hair pulling, use of Y/N, unprotected sex (wrap ur snickers), Oral (fem reviving), fingering, cursing, alcohol consumption, cream pie, cursing, lowkey possessive chris?, (lemme know if i forget anything)

A/N: not requested but i had this idea cookin in my head for a WHILE!! this is a long one so be prepared!!

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i’ve known the triplets since i was born. our moms were best friends since they were 9, Marylou and My mom went to college together and even had me at the same time Marylou was pregnant with the boys. i’ve thought nothing more then the triplets as my brothers, but chris… Christopher owen.. that boy has his ways with me about ever since we hit puberty together and learned we didn’t have the same body parts, now we never showed each other we liked each other so i never knew he liked me back. marylou always told me she’d seen me with either matt or chris. once matt started dating i KNEW i was never his type.. not in the slightest. nick and i were always just besties, once he came out it made more sense why he never attempted to “flirt” with me, so we were strictly just best friends or siblings. but chris? oh no he was a huge player, he treated me like a sibling but there was something about the way he “joked” with me i knew it was something more, but none of us ever talked about it so i ignored it, and just assumed that’s his way of joking. i’ve been dating my boyfriend, Cooper, for 2 years now, things were amazing, the triplets and their parents, were super supportive of me and him considering how we were raised as siblings. my mom liked him but i knew she never loved him.

today was my 21st birthday, i was actually about to have my ‘first drink’. at least to my parents knowledge. the boys and i would always sneak alcohol behind mine and their parents back all the time from the ages of 15-19, that was till they got themselves a house in boston, and i got an apartment close by in boston as well.

i spent about an hour and a half getting ready. i wore a black tight dress with little pink bows connecting to my middle breast, pushing my breast up and against each other making them look nice. with the dress i put on some thigh high leather boots with a slight heel on them.

cooper had finally texted me saying he was at my apartment to drive us to my venue i had booked for about 300 people. i knew my 21st had to be huge. i walk

down my stairs of the building leading to coopers car, but as i’m walking to him i’m expecting his usual flirty compliments such as, ‘hey sexy u come here often’, ‘can’t wait to rip that off you tonight’, ‘gimme a twirl lemme see that ass’, but strangely, it’s like i was a ghost to him, i ignore it thinking he just had a bad day at work or something.

“Hey coop! you ready” i say getting in the car closing the door smiling.

“hm? oh yeah i’m ready” he shoots me a fake smile before flipping his phone over face down and under his thigh slowly backing out to drive to the venue.

he’s never done that before? why did he hide his phone like that? why under his leg? i wonder so many things in my head but im not gonna let it get in the way of my birthday.. not happening, been waiting on this day for YEARS, today was about me!

the drive was silent and lifeless, never in the 2 years we’ve been together had our drives ever been less then filled with laughter and jokes, or blasting music and singing along to our shared playlist together. i plug my phone up to the aux cord and start playing our shared playlist thinking maybe i could lighten the mood but that doesn’t work. hes distant and it’s irking me, but again i brush it off cause its my birthday of all days.

i text chris a simple text telling him i was close to the venue hoping he’d be there and not take his princess ass his sweet time. as we pulled up to the venue i’m all smiles and giggles and as im walking towards cooper to hold his hand as im walking into the place he drops my hand, ive officially had enough of this i stop in my tracks.

“nu uh what the fuck is ur issue, first u hide ur phone, next ur completely silent, and now u drop my hand?” i slightly yell trying not to cause a ruckus infront of the venue

“just not feeling the party mood Y/N” he says almost uninterested in my feelings

“cooper marshall?? not in a party mood?? i don’t believe it.. not for a second, u literally have ‘party monster’ tatted on your thigh.. you NEVER turn down a pary, specially for your GIRLFRIEND of 2 YEARS, might i mention” i yell pretty sternly at this point not caring who hears

“yeah Y/N i’m not in a party mood, it’s not that hard to believe.. plus ur too clingy sometimes expecally when you can’t take a hint when someone’s upset you’re still fucking attached to me at the hip, i’m not always feeling you” again uninterested in how i feel

“Cooper what the fuck? i’m too ‘clingy’ where is this coming from?” using air quotes to emphasize my words.

cooper rolls his eyes “Y/N you’re causing a scene at your party you so desperately wanted to have, let’s just go” he attempts to grab my hand to drag me inside.

i drop his hand “no, your not just gonna ignore whatever issue you have with me, ESPECIALLY on my fucking birthday cooper”

again he rolls his eyes “i’m not doing this Y/N”

my eyes widen “doing what exactly? the party? me? what?”

he sighs before running his fingers through his hair “everything Y/N.. just leave me alone, don’t text me, don’t call me, just don’t worry about me and have fun at your pitty party”

my jaw dropped, if my jaw could break, my jaw would be in hell for how low my jaw hung. “your seriously breaking up with me?”

he presses his lips together and nods “yeah i guess i am i would say im sorry but im not.. bye sav-“ he stops abruptly before trying to fix his mistake of calling me the wrong name “bye Y/N”

tears start forming in my eyes “you were cheating on me? now ur breaking up with me on my fucking birthday? i truly thought better of you..”

he turns around “it’s not like you probably aren’t fucking chris behind my back anyway, it’s only fair” he shrugs

tears streaming down my face trying to comprehend what he just said.

“fuck off cooper” i storm inside the venue and as i walk in im greeted by the three same face people i grew up with.

“i uh- we uh-“ matt starts

“yeah we- you see” chris try’s to save matt

“oh my god you guys are fucking idiots.. Y/N we saw the whole thing.. what they’re trying to say is we’re sorry” nick finishes his brothers sentences and brings me into a tight bear hug.

i sniffle into nick as matt and chris both hug me, i pull away softly.

“i-it’s okay.. let’s just party, there’s 300 people here for me, i’m 21, finally we’re all 21 together, let’s just party and get drunk” i say promoting a half assed smile

“love ur attitude Y/N but let’s actually have a good time! also you look wayy too hot to be crying on your fucking birthday” nick says with his positive energy he always promotes

“you do look good sassy” chris says with his infamous smirk.

‘Sassy’ a nickname chris gave me when we were 8 and i was starting to get into my personality being sassy and not taking bull shit from anyone.

“thank you bubbles” i say with a smile. bubbles was a nickname i gave to him when we were 5 cause he was the bubbliest boy of the three.

about an hour went by, i lost count of how many drinks i consumed that night, on average id say about 8-10, i was the drunkest here, my words were slurring, i was full on shakin ass on the air, and my vision was blurred.

“oh chrisssy pooh” i slurred as chris came up behind me helping me walk around.

he chuckles “hey sassy, you’re a little

too drunk”

“whattt” i act shocked in my drunken state “nu uh, am not”

maybe these were my drunken thoughts but his smile could lighten up hell, the way his cheeks puffed up as he smiled, the way his blue eyes sparkle.

“mhm sure, why don’t we get you in the van and take you home and call it quits hm?” nick follows chris and holds my arms up to try and attempt to hold me i lean towards chris almost falling down as he caught me like one of those corny romantic movies.

i glaze into his eyes “you’re so pretty Christopher”

he laughs and picks me up and carrys me bridal style “oh yeah you’re done for love”

i nuzzle into his neck as nick, matt, chris and i walk to the van smiling like a kid in the candy store.

i randomly start busting out into drunken laughter as chris attempts to buckle me in “you wanna know something funny? cooper told me that i was fucking chris behind his back? pft he’s like my brother”

chris laughs and closes the door on the passenger back seat as nick takes the front passenger side and runs to the driver back seat to sit next to me.

“CHRISSY” i say a little louder

“i’m here sassy” he places my head on his lap and starts playing with my hair like he used to when we were kids.

i look up at him as his blue eyes glisten against the moonlight shining into the car window as matt drives to the triplets house “your so sweet to me.. can you braid my hair”

he looks down at me and smiles “yes i can” he takes my head and turns it to the side and starts french braiding my hair like i taught him years ago.

i softly hum before drifting off to sleep until i was woken up to chris carrying me to his bedroom and i groan as he sits me down on his bed “mm chris-“ before i could even warn him im running to the bathroom and puking up every ounce of alcohol in me.

“Y/N??” he says barging in the bathroom immediately holding my hair back to help me and rubbing my back softly saying ‘it’s okay sassy’ ‘i’m here’

i finally stop puking and am just leaning my back onto chris’ chest as he runs his fingers in my hair “you feelin any better”

i softly smile “i’m pretty much sobered up now”

“you ready to get into bed? you can wear some of my clothes and stuff since you weren’t prepared for anything tonight given the circumstances of your recent breakup- oh my god im sorry i shouldn’t have mentioned that im so-“

i cut him off “chris it’s fine, i promise, if anything im already over it… i know i shouldn’t be but i pretty much am” i smile turning my body to face him now

he returns the smile at me “good, let’s get you up and changed” he helps me up off the cold bathroom tiled floor as he guides me to his bedroom and lays out a pair of ‘Fresh Love’ sweatpants and one of his ‘Lyrical Lemonade’ T-shirts for me.

“here you go sass, i’ll be outside the door just let me in when your changed, you can throw your clothes in that hamper over there and i’ll wash em in the morning” he states before attempting to walk out of the door

“Wait chris” i stop “please don’t leave, it ain’t like we used to bathe together” i continue adding a small smile to my face

“okay.. but i’m turning around” he chuckled using his pointed finger to point at me

i smile at him “okay okay..” he turns around and i take my shoes off putting them to the side carefully and taking my dress off leaving me in my bra and underwear which was a matching orange set with little to no coverage on either my breast or ass, i was gonna suprise cooper with tonight but since coopers no longer in the picture it’s just another set in my collection. i throw on chris’ clothes which were a little too big on me but alas they were comfy.

“okay goober you can turn around now” i laugh and he slowly turns around and walks his way to me grabbing my hand and spinning me around like some disney moving looking at me up and down.

“my my my, i thought you looked beautiful in that dress but my clothes looks 10x better on you” he chuckles

i’m a giggling mess “oh stop it chris, you’re just fuckin with me”

he shoots me a smirk “eh maybe i am, maybe im not..” his voice trails off almost nervously

chris? nervous? never, i’ve warned his clothes thousands of times and never once has he showered me with affection the most id normally get is ‘i better see that hoodie back in my closet’ jokingly of course.

but alas a blush creeps on my cheeks giving away i liked his compliment, i can’t deny ive always had a thing for chris, i USED to only look at him as my ‘brother who’s not actually my brother but is my brother’ but that was before i knew what boys actually were. chris and i had/have never hooked up before, granted we were each others first kiss because we entered middle school together and Marylou gave them a talk about girls that somehow interested chris and he wanted to ‘get some practice’ as he says. but we were 11, we never kissed again cause we thought it was awkward, that was until i had my first date and didn’t know how to make out, chris, the player of course, was the one i ran to to teach me. cooper knew how close we all were, i told him i’ve only ever kissed chris twice but it meant nothing, it’s not like we hooked up before.

“ma?” chris attempted to get my attention but i was LOST in my thoughts about wanting to kiss chris’ soft lips again… was it wrong to want that?

“hm? oh yeah sorry i was uh just thinking” i laughed my nervousness away

“about what?” he said walking over to his bed, i followed sitting next to him

“nosey.. but mostly just us as kids.. i still think it’s funny cooper thought we hooked up, but it brought me to the memories when we were 11 and had our first kiss” i giggled softly

“OH I REMEMBER THAT ONE” he exclaimed “we were in my bedroom at the old house and” before his attempt at telling the rest of the story i joined in

“we didn’t talk for 3 days because we thought it was weird” we said in unison

we both laugh but slowly we just start looking at each other in a not so friendly way.. more of a romantic way, now i know i just broke up with my boyfriend of 2 years and the last thing i should be doing is looking at chris wanting his nice plump limps on mine.

before i knew it chris’ lips were attached to mine but i didn’t hesitate once, i immediately kissed him back but what was weird is that he pulled away… i thought i would have pulled away.

“i-im sorry i shouldn’t have done that” chris attempts to apologize

“no you should have… i know im recently single but… i want you to kiss me again…” i attempt to make him feel better the thought of his lips on mine and everywhere else on my body just came flooding down and creating a sense of heat in between my legs

chris leans in using his hand to caress my cheek before pressing his lips on mine this time in a more passionate manner, but with a hint of sexual desire in his lips, he wanted this just as much as i did, maybe more.

i softly moan into his lips as his hand travels down to my hips and up and down my upper thigh before slowly pulling away

“is this okay…?” he looks nervously down at his hand on my thigh

i nodded but that wasn’t enough for chris

“i need to hear you say it ma, tell me if i can do this” he looks at me deeply in my eyes.

“yes chris, this is perfect” i smile

“god i’ve been waiting for this my entire life” he kisses me again while using his hand to move into the waistband of his sweatpants i had on and taking off the pants laying me down on my back and pulling away from the kiss to admire the orange set of underwear i had on.

“such a whore for wearing such slutty underwear like this like you’re asking to be fucked…” he growled placing himself in between my legs and pulling my underwear to the side and admiring the glistening from my wetness coated on my pussy almost drooling and using his finger to collect my wetness on his finger.

“fuck you’re dripping…” his finger was drenched in my arousal he took his finger in his mouth to have a taste and his eyes lit up with desire and hunger for me “cooper would be shitting himself… i bet you’ve never been this wet for him eh? only for me?” he states cockily

“mhm” i smiled and nodded before adjusting myself to take off his shirt i had on showing him the rest of the matching set i had on, both being in his favorite color and little to no coverage for my hard nipples.

that’s all it took and his mouth was attached to my clit placing open mouth kisses on it eating me like his life depends on it, eating me like a gun was placed to his head for his last meal.

a loud moan escaped through my lips as my jaw when open “chris!” i yelped “fuck you’re too damn good at- at this” i state with a shakey breath.

he moaned against my pussy sending a vibration through my body feeling his smirk against me, he lifts up to speak “i bet ur sorry excuse for an ex couldn’t treat this pussy like it deserves” he smirks

“shut up christopher and use that mouth for good use” he didn’t look to happy

“i didn’t say you could speak back to me” he lightly slaps my clit, causing my hips

to jerk forward and a soft whimper let out my lips.

“oh? you like that?” he slaps it again and another whimper softly comes out me

he dips his head down in my legs again adding a finger and curling upwards to hit my spot just right and my toes began to curl and my back arching off the bed and moans leaking from my mouth, he adds another finger curling both upwards with ease.

“oh- oh chris!” i hum softly “d-don’t s-stop please s-s-so close” my legs tremble lightly

“don’t plan on it ma” he muttered against me occasionally looking up at me supporting myself with my elbows dug into the mattress, head thrown back, with my nails twisting the sheets between my fingertips

“fuck chris i’m ab to cum” i moan out

“do it, be a good girl and cum all over my fingers” he spits moving his body upward to watch me come undone on his fingers his eyes piercing in me keeping his fingers curling up at a constant speed

“mpft- FUCK” i cursed a constant string of ‘fucks’ and ‘chris’ as my legs tremble even more and i came absolutely all over his fingers as he slowly pulls them out with a huge grin and licking my cum up on his fingers

“mmm fuck you taste amazing.. i’ve waited a long time to taste you and i’d have to say it’s the best thing that’s touched my tongue” he grins

i roll my eyes playfully trying to come down from my high “now let me suck tour dick or you fuck me into tomorrow, ur choice” i smirk

he hums softly “now i’d love to watch you suck me off but tonight is all about you sassy, so we’ll save your mouth for another night” he shoots me a wink

“there’s gonna be another night?” i ask smiling and cocking my head to the side.

“i hope you didn’t think this was a one time thing.. im gonna need your pussy in my mouth every night” he smiles pulling his pants down and his boxers down in one swift motion and taking his shirt off leaving him bare… my jaw dropped, his dick is huge… thick and LONG… the sweatpants don’t do him any justice.

he obviously catches me staring “you like what your looking at sass?”

i nod HARD… it’s so much bigger then coopers…

“good” he smirks leaning over me and pressing a passionate kiss on my lips before lining his dick up with my entrance and sliding in with ease inch by inch, i pull away moaning as he bottoms out and starts thrusting his hips at a steady pace to begin with

“oh my god, you’re so fucking tight.. and wet… fuckk” he leans his head back beginning to thrust into me a little faster

“mpfh- h-harder chris” i moan out

his hips immediately went harder hitting my spot every time again. he grabs my neck softly choking me as i’m a bigger moaning mess then i was on his fingers.

“i bet cooper could never fuck you like this… he wouldn’t know what to do with a pussy like yours” chris whispers almost growling in my ear while pounding into me causing the bed to repeatedly hit the wall

“oh chris” i groan out arching my back

“i can fuck you better then that sorry peice of shit… mmm” he groans in my ear

a loud pornographic moan escapes my lips as his tip kisses my cervix over and over again leaving my legs shaking violently beneath him.

he flips me over so my back is arched and my ass is in the air, he begins thrusting in me at a domestic pace as if he can’t control himself with me anymore he’s groaning to the point it’s almost a whimper as my ass repeatedly clapping on his pelvic bone.

“Fuckkk chris… i can feel you in my fucking throat… you’re so deep” i moan out

Smack

he lets a HARD smack on my ass before grabbing a wad of my hair and lifting me up to whisper in my ear

“you’re such a dirty whore” he says nibbling at my neck leaving dark circles on my neck “you’re mine now… no one else’s” he grunts “mine to mark” thrust “mine to fuck” thrust “mine to destroy” he lets go of my hair and pressing my head into the mattress “mine” thrust “mine” thrust “mine” my moans turns into whimpering as i become overstimulated

“c-close” i choke out, i could barely form a coherent sentence.

“mmf- me too ma… just keep taking me like a good girl you are” he groans throwing his head back, maintaining his constant hard and rough thrusts.

my legs now fully numb and shaking violently, “c-cumming” i whimper out as im releasing all over his dick leaving a white ring of cum on the base of his dick.

his thrust became sloppy as he paints my walls with his ropes of cum and slowly pulls out trying not to hurt me he rubs my lower back as i turn over and lay on my back.

“hang on ma, lemme go get a towel to clean you up” he exists the room and i hear nick from downstairs cheering

“YESSSS FINALLY YALL HOOKED UP!!! IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!!! but next time be quiet or wait till we’re not here yall freaks!” nick yells causing a smile to appear on my lips as chris walks in with a warm rag to start carefully wiping my legs and carefully rubbing my pussy off trying not to hurt me.

“happy birthday sassy” he smiles at me as we’re now laying down next to each other bare, skin to skin.

“thank you bubbles” i smile over at him.

“where does this leave us Y/N?” his smile drops into a nervous expression

“let’s just cuddle and we’ll talk about in the morning okay? i’m too tired” i smile at him reassuringly

he kisses my forehead bringing me closer to his chest “thank you” he whispered

“mhm” i mumbled falling fast asleep with the real man of my heart next to me.

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IDK HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THIS ONE??? it’s a long one but i had fun writing it! ALSO ILY GUYS!!! lemme know how yall enjoyed this one!!

[mostlywhump]

Did you know Robert Fuller went on from Laramie to play Cooper Smith on the show Wagon Train? Clearly there was little time between his time on the shows, because he looks basically the same as in Laramie.

Wagon Train 8x5 The Barbara Lindquist Story

While helping a young woman stranded, Coop is shot in the leg. The wound quickly becomes infected. In his delirium he calls out for his close friend and mentor Chris Hale. Alone without medical supplies, Barbara is helpless to ease his pain.

[basementdoll]

Spanish Inquisition

Wednesday 13

What does this part-time Murderdoll, chicken lovin’, eyebrow shavin’, horror movie watchin’ dread head have to say for himself when Cardinal Doran asks him your questions and applies the thumbscrews? Read on and find out. Noose of the world: Brother Naki.

Weds: “Right, you must be here to ask me lots of offensive questions?”

Hammer: Usually when we do this we only get questions about how gay are you or how much dick do you love to suck, but this time we’ve only got questions about chickens.

Weds: “Cool! Questions from real fans!”

READ THAT YOU HAD A PET CHICKEN, OMAR. DID YOU JUST GET SICK OF LOOKING AFTER HIM AND EAT HIM?

Pear Black, Via Email

Weds: “No. Unfortunately, not being farmers or anything and not knowing how to take care of chickens, he died. We had a little chicken coop at the side of our guitar amps and our drums. It was the summer, we’d go to practice and leave him and he died of heat exhaustion. So I chopped off his legs and made a little memorial for him by hanging them off my guitar but they got ripped off during one gig. Peace Omar.” [Thumps heart emotively.]

Hammer: What benefits are there to having a chicken instead of a normal pet like a cat?

Weds: “None. The reason I got the chicken was cos when I was a kid people always told me that people like Ozzy Osbourne and Alice Cooper used to bite the heads off chickens live on stage and drink their blood. So for me, I’ve always associated chickens with rock’n’ roll. I never wanted to kill the chicken, I just always wanted it to be there. I'd recommend your readers get a cat instead.”

Hammer: But chickens are good for voodoo rituals as well.

Weds: “And for feathers…”

Hammer: Say if you were going to cook a chicken, what recipe would you use?

Weds: “I’m a big fan of Cajun chicken. I bake chicken pretty much every day of my life, except when I’m on tour because you don’t have access to a stove. You put the chicken in the oven and sprinkle it with salt, pepper and spices and cook it until it isn’t pink in the middle - unless you want to get sick.”

WITH ERIK JOINING NAPOLEON BLOWNAPART, BEN IN NOCTURNE, ACEY IN TRASH LIGHT VISION AND JOEY IN SLIPKNOT, IS THERE ANY HOPE FOR THE MURDERDOLLS GETTING BACK TOGETHER?

Decaying Wench, Hell, Third Door On The Left

Weds: “Well, yeah. There’s always hope. Everybody’s doing their own thing. Joey went back to Slipknot and I started doing this so everybody had to find something to do. I can only speak for myself, because I don’t know what the other guys are doing, but I’m putting 100 per cent into this and it is my number one priority, I’m going to tour this record for as long as I want to. But when the time comes right, everybody feels like doing another Murderdolls record and everybody is on the same page, then yeah, I’ll do it. But there’s no way it’ll happen next year.”

Hammer: How has the material off ‘Transylvania 90210’ been going down?

Weds: “Amazing. I was expecting to get raked across the coals but the kids have been digging it and the reviews from the journalists have been really good as well. People are telling me that it’s much more diverse than the Murderdolls; a lot more like a rollercoaster ride and it’s got many different levels to it.”

HEY TUESDAY, DON’T YOU THINK THAT THE MURDERDOLLS SOUNDS LIKE A REALLY BAD GOFF PORN WEBSITE?

Dan, Chiswick

Weds: “I don’t go to goth porn websites and I don’t think it sounds anything like one. Frankenstein Drag Queen sounds more like a goth porn website.”

Hammer: What are your views on pornography?

Weds: “It happens. I don’t find myself ringing lines or going on websites but if that’s what people do and it makes them happy then more power to them. You won’t be finding me turning up in any porn films by the way. Unlike Fred Durst.”

Hammer: He didn’t come out of that looking well.

Weds: “Fred Durst doesn’t come out of anything looking well.”

SAW YOUR TATTOOS IN METAL HAMMER AND WANTED TO KNOW THE TATTOOIST’S NAME?

Chris, South Africa

Weds: “There was this old guy that I used to go to in my home town of Charlotte, North Carolina but the guy pissed me off and I don’t go to him any more. My new guy is called Mark Evans, who did my stitches which are healing up and he did the new Michael Myers tattoo. I don’t promote my old guy because he was a douchebag.”

Hammer: Did you weep like a six year old girl watching ET when you got them done?

Weds: “No. As I was getting them done I was watching Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure so I was laughing. They hurt though. The ones on the wrists, I think I would have been better just chopping my hands off and sewing them back on: it would have hurt less. It was pretty painful.”

AS THE FUTURE PRESIDENT OF KFC, WHICH DO YOU PREFER: POPCORN CHICKEN OR A FAMILY BUCKET?

Cyhiraeth 13, Via Email

Weds: “Family bucket. Popcorn chicken is different here. In America it is actually just what is left over from the other chicken in the bottom of the tray dumped into a bucket. But also the way you guys cut chicken here is totally different. It baffles me, I don’t know what I’m eating. In America you have a leg, a breast, a thigh and a wing. Over here you have a throat, an ass, an elbow…”

Hammer: We don’t have chicken’s elbows.”

Weds: “What the hell am I eating here? It’s all fucking mixed up, I think I had a throat today!”

Hammer: Just say you developed a food intolerance to chicken what would you do then?

Weds: “I’d eat turkey. I’d just move from one bird to another. And turkey’s better for you.”

Hammer: You should try ostrich. Terminator X, the old DJ from Public Enemy, is now an ostrich farmer in the USA, that’s why he doesn’t go on tour with them because someone’s got to stay home and look after the ostriches.

Weds: “I can’t say that I’ve seen a Kentucky Fried Ostrich restaurant yet but when I do I’ll stop by. I fancy a KFO.”

RECENTLY MY MUMMY BROUGHT HOME A BABY CHICK. AS YOU USED TO HAVE A PET CHICKEN, CAN YOU GIVE ME A FEW TIPS ON HOW TO MAKE IT BE QUIET? ITS TWEETING IS DRIVING ME INSANE.

Eddie, London

Weds: “There’s no way to keep them quiet. Keep them out of the heat. Don’t feed them after midnight. They will actually eat anything you put in front of them. They’ll eat chicken, so give your chicken some KFC and watch it become a cannibal.”

IF YOU COULD REMAKE A HORROR MOVIE AND STAR IN IT, WHAT WOULD IT BE AND WHICH CHARACTER WOULD YOU TAKE?

Charlotte Humphreys, Andover

Weds: “Probably The Abominable Dr Phibes and I would be Dr Phibes because he was the master of revenge and it is my favourite Vincent Price movie. He didn’t really even have to talk to be frightening.”

HEY WEDNESDAY, I WAS WONDERING IF YOU MANAGED TO EAT ONE MILLION PIECES OF FRIED CHICKEN IN 2004 LIKE YOU PREDICTED YOU WOULD?

Storm McCracken, Paraparaumu, New Zealand

Weds: “There’s a good possibility, yeah. I lost count along the way but probably. Not this year though because I turned over a new leaf and now I only eat grilled chicken. I’ve been trying to make sure that I don’t have a heart attack before I’m 30.”

Hammer: Speaking as a bit of a tubby bastard, I was wondering how you stay so slim on such a chicken rich diet?

Weds: “It is basically not eating fried chicken. I went on a diet and I lost 40lbs which shows you how bad it can be.”

COULD A REGULAR PERSON KILL A SHEEP WITH JUST ONE PUNCH TO ITS FACE? I DON’T THINK SO.

Ken B Wild, The Fields 

Weds: “Hmmm. It depends on the person. Me? No. I can’t punch a sheep to death but say you’re Tor Johnson from the Ed Wood films, the big guy, he could probably hit a sheep once and break its spine.”

Hammer: I reckon The Thing from The Fantastic Four could waste a sheep.

Weds: “Well, Tor Johnson is probably the closest a human has ever got to being The Thing.

Hammer: What is the biggest creature that you’ve ever killed? Purposefully, that is. Not just forgetting that you’ve left a chicken in a hot room.

Weds: Probably a grasshopper. I don’t hurt animals. When I was a kid I used to do mean stuff but I don’t now. I go out of my way not to hurt stuff.”

DO YOU STILL BELIEVE IN THE EASTER BUNNY?

Goldfinger Rule 502, Via Email

Weds: “Hell yeah! He just came to my house a couple of months ago. He brought my kid a box of candy and $20.”

Hammer: What are your favorite kinds of sweets?

Weds: “I love peanut M&MS. Those things are addictive. I will eat about 10 bags a day if I don’t watch it.”

DEAR WEDNESDAY 13, ARE THINGS STILL TENSE BETWEEN YOU AND YOUR RIVAL THURSDAY 14?

Antibody, Via Email

Weds: “Yeah, we’re still going head to head. One day we’ll meet and slug it out but I will win.”

Hammer: It’s Wednesday the 13th soon, do you do anything out of the ordinary on those days?

Weds: “Not normally but this year we are doing the London show so that should be really remarkable.”

DOES YOUR MOTHER FEEL ASHAMED THAT HER GROWN UP SON FEELS THE NEED TO DRESS LIKE A SPAZZ AND WEAR BAD MAKE-UP?

Eyen, Poshland

Weds: “My mom’s pretty proud of me. She goes out and buys all of the magazines and everything else. She is totally supportive of me and is into what we’re doing.”

WHO WOULD WIN IN A FIGHT BETWEEN A GRIZZLY BEAR AND A SIBERIAN TIGER?

Bobby G, Via Email

Weds: “A grizzly man! You can’t fight a bear! I’ve seen a bear- you can’t fight them.”

Hammer: You saw a bear?

Weds: “On TV. In a zoo. You can’t fight them.”

Hammer: My Chemical Romance got attacked by a moose once. What is the biggest animal you’ve ever been attacked by?

Weds: “I got attacked by a Doberman when I was eight years old. And they can kill you. The dog had cancer and it had this giant tumour on its side and they were going to put it to sleep in a few weeks. But it came up to me while I was on my trampoline and put its legs up and started growling. I was like, ‘Oh shit, what do I do?’ So I decided to try and run down the hill to get home and the dog jumped at me, knocked me down and I ate grass. It never bit me but it stayed right on my ass growling and I just cried all the way home. Which is OK if you’re eight: a Doberman could bite your arm off!”

Hammer: If you say so. Are you nervous about dogs now?

Weds: “I’m not a big dog fan. I like cats and small dogs but big dogs give me the old phobia.”

ISN’T WEDNESDAY A GIRL’S NAME, LIKE THAT BINT OUT OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY? SHOULDN’T YOU BY RIGHTS BE CALLED PUGSLEY 13?

Mr D Monkey, No Fixed Abode

Weds: “Well you know, I don’t have to buy the rights to be named after the day of the week and yeah, I was totally inspired by the character out of The Addams Family, I’ve always admitted that and never tried to hide it. She was always much cooler than Pugsley because he was a little fat guy.”

WHY DON’T YOU HAVE A JASON VOORHEES TATTOO?

War Machine, Via Email

Weds: “It’s in the process. I’m getting Voorhees and Freddie very soon. So gimme some time dude!”

WEDNESDAY, WHY DO YOU SHAVE YOUR EYEBROWS OFF? IT MAKES YOU LOOK LIKE A PLOPHEAD.

He Man, Reading

Weds: “A plophead? A guy with a plop on his head? What is that? If you mean shit head, say shit head. You know, I shave my eyebrows off for one simple reason: my hair is blond. When my eyebrows grow out they are blond, it just doesn’t look good. I don’t have cool eyebrows, so I shave them off. You can hardly see them anyway. I do notice not having them because of the sweat. If you ever see me on stage squinting like this [scrunches up face as if in agony] that means my eyes are burning out of my fucking head.”

[album-imagery]

Butthole Surfers : Psychic… Powerless… Another Man's Sac

format: vinyl

source: Coop (Chris Cooper) instagram

(https://www.instagram.com/artofcoop/?hl=en)

[siremasterlawrence]

The Red Carpet Suprise

Part 1

“Why did this world have to celebrate asses like them.”

“Hey! Bradley Cooper”

“Bradley here”

“Over here “

“Smile”

“Pose”

“Good job”

“Keep posing “

“Look sexy”

“Show off”

“For me “

“Babe”

“Show those teeth”

“Sexy lips”

“So pretty “

“Ok guys! That’s enough”

“Enough!”

“Stop”

“Damn it”

“The flashes”

“So bright”

“I can’t stop”

“Beautiful like spiral”

“Don’t touch me”

“Fuck you!”

“Ooooooohhhhhhh”

“Aaaaahhhhhh!”

“I will lay down the law”

“I own you now Bradley”

“Just smile”

On my command his smile widens waving in his hand feverishly catching all of the lovely attention from his fans he has no idea who I really am.

Tapping his shoulder I send him off in to the elongated white and gold hall of the Gala he is attending for the movie premiere of Walt Disney Guardian’s Of The Galaxy.

Pointing to a chair he walks gliding on to it he finds his place in the middle awaiting further instructions for me in the longterm of it all.

“Bradley Cooped face me the man who is in my debt now and forever.”

“I am instructing you to obey my all of the commands I issue.”

“Relax! I promise this will only hurt but a pinch.”

“Yyyyyeeeeesssss! Master Lawrence “

“I hear and I submit”

“I should obey”

“Oooooooowwwwwwwww!”

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!”

“Nighty nite “

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Weak ass fuck”

“Perfect “

“Ok guys! Remove this lump of sack”

“Yes Sire!”

“Sir Yes Sir”

“Submit completely too me”

“I am at your will”

“So drugged up”

“You are a pathetic excuse for a human “

“Brainless piece of trash”

“A nothing a nobody “

“Bottom of the door chain”

“I own you freely”

“Without question “

“Yyyyyyeeeeesssss”

“Answer me properly “

“Master”

Part 2

“Excellent! Next part”

“Chris Pratt?”

“Go get them”

“With pleasure

“We have eyes on him”

“Proceed”

“Reaching for the gun”

“Filling up the dart”

“Setting it up”

“Preparing for shooting”

“Direct on target”

“Shot”

“Boom”

“We got it”

“Wwwwooooohhhhhooooo”

“His body collapses completely “

“Falling face forward “

“You own him now”

“Go collect him”

“On our way “

“We are bringing him”

“Here you go Sire”

“Give me his hand”

“Slam it”

“Harder”

“Harder”

“My god”

“Calm down Chris”

“Yyyyeeessss”

“You obey me…OBEY”

The end

[its-justcooper]

Christian Cooper

He/Him

20 years old (Birthday: 3rd October)

Shifter

Neutral

So What Happened?

Prom Night was supposed to be the #nightofallnights and instead it turned into one big nightmare. When Jenny told Cooper it was time to go- that something was wrong- he followed her immediately. He had no idea that the SUV driven by Ian Morrison was going to lead them to a haunting sight.

Cooper, Isabel, Jenny, Claire and Ian were the unfortunate witnesses to Juliette Palmer murdering Leo and Effy. It was a hell of a way for Cooper to find out Juliette was a witch. It was a hell of a way for Cooper to find out that she’d just become a Warlock.

Everything after that- everything- has been a blur. A mess. Years worth of unresolved pain and heartache... Things didn’t work out as simple as you’d think. Cooper tried to reach Juliette, tried to reason with her and for a long while he didn’t quite understand the way that she’d changed. But he does now.

Juliette- warlock Juliette- didn’t let Cooper go either. He’s not her boyfriend, more like a play-thing, and he’s been on the receiving end of more than a few spells. After Domesdale happened and Havensdale was overrun by the Bad GuysTM, Coop was surviving. And when he wasn’t surviving, he was at Juliette’s beck and call. Or being messed with by the likes of Chris Andrews.

With magic, Juliette also twisted Coop’s relationship with bestie Isabel. He hadn’t spoken to her in a long time, been compelled to act like he hates her some days.

Basically, he’s not having a very chill time right now. (I’ve just realised, he’s probably in the persona of AU!Cooper douchebaggery due to compulsion!)

Wanted Connections

Forsure Bad GuysTM what have messed with him! Especially vampires and other warlocks.

Pals he’s been compelled to be mean to/try and tank the relationship with.

Anyone still trying to save our Real True Coop, who’s in there somewhere.

[protectxthem]

COOPER ARGENT

Full name: Cooper Joseph Argent

Nickname | Aliases: Coop, CJ, Mini Argent, Hawkeye

Age: 19-23

Birthday: 1992

Gender: Cisgender Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: Human | AU verse: Werewolf (Born)

Occupation: Hunter

Languages Spoken: English and Spanish

Skills: Animal Tracking, gunslinger, hand to hand combat, Knife skills

FAMILY

Kate Argent ( mother ;; deceased )

Unknown ( father ;; status unknown )

Gerald Argent ( grandfather ;; deceased)

Mrs. Argent ( grandmother ;; status unknown )

Victoria Argent ( aunt ;; deceased )

Chris Argent ( uncle ;; alive )

Allison Argent ( cousin ;; verse dependent )

Affiliations: Michael Hale, etc.

MISC

Zodiac: N/A

Looks: Short light brown/dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, fair skin, medium height, athletic and muscular build, clothing is either loose or form fitting; depending on what he is doing for the day/night, sneakers when he’s relaxing with friends, boots when he’s out hunting.

Height: 5’11”

Faceclaim: Connor Jessup

Hobbies: Hanging out with the wolf pack, playing video games, eating, listening to music, reading Hawkeye and Iron Man comics.

Interest: N/A

Fandom(s): Teen Wolf, Wolf Pack, Supernatural, The Walking Dead, TLOU, open to crossovers

BIOGRAPHY

Cooper is the son of the late Kate Argent and an unnamed father, the nephew of Chris Argent and the late Victoria Argent, the cousin of Allison Argent, and the grandson of Gerard Argent. When he was born he was a quiet baby, hardly cried unless he was hungry or needed a diaper change. When he turned six, he was dropped off at his uncle Chris’ house and was raised by both Chris and Victoria Argent, and alongside Allison, while his mother went on a hunt and never returned to pick him up. Cooper and Allison became close and started to think of each other as brother and sister.

When he turned sixteen, he was introduced to the Argent Family training, where he was tied to a chair. He managed to beat his mom’s record and would’ve beat his uncle’s record, but he struggled at first to try and get out, before smashing the chair he was tied to. When he turned nineteen he and the rest of the Argent family packed up and moved to Beacon Hill.

Cooper, his uncle Chris, his aunt Victoria, and his mother spent the entirety of their time in Beacon hunting down "the Alpha," who was later revealed to be Peter Hale. Later he and his uncle began to train his young cousin Allison to become a Hunter as well while their clan tracked down the Kanima and sought revenge for his (Cooper’s) mother's supposed death.

A short time following his aunt Victoria's decision to kill herself as per the Hunter Code after she was inadvertently bitten and turned into a Werewolf during a battle with then-Alpha Derek Hale, Chris, Cooper and Allison left the Hunter life, unwilling to lose any more loved ones to the supernatural world. However, it wasn't long before all three Argent’s were pulled back into the paranormal drama in Beacon Hills, first to battle against the Darach and the Alpha Pack, and then again to fight against the Oni and the Nogitsune. Unfortunately, the latter battle ultimately led to the death of his cousin, Allison, at the hands of an Oni much to their devastation.

While his uncle took a sabbatical in France to mourn Allison's death, Cooper was left to his own devices, even settling into an apartment that he’d later share with his uncle, upon his return to Beacon Hills to fight against the Deadpool assassins, Peter, and Cooper’s mother Kate, who had, unbeknownst to them, been turned into a Werejaguar when Peter attempted to kill her and was intent to get revenge on Scott McCall for what she believed was his role in the decimation of her family. Once these threats were dealt with, both Cooper and Chris left with the Calavera Hunter family to continue hunting Kate, but they soon returned to once again help the pack in Beacon Hills, this time to fight against the Dread Doctors and the so-called "Last Chimera."

Cooper is a member of the Argent Family of Hunters, is an ally of the McCall Pack, and is also currently working with the Calavera Family of Hunters.

*More will be added once I rewatch the Teen Wolf Movie. Verses will be added later on as well.

[everywhereskulls]

Skull by Coop (Chris Cooper)

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"TO ME IT WAS JUST A LOGICAL STEP IN THE EVOLUTION OF THE LORDS OF ACID."

Artist: LORDS OF ACID

Album: "Voodoo-U"

Year: 1994

Label: American Recordings

Genre: Acid house/industrial techno

"She has the body of a woman, She has the power to bewitch, She has the body of a woman, She has the power,

The magic is in the feeling, I can make you do what I want you to, The magic is in the feeling, I can make you do what I want you to."

-- "Voodoo-U" (1994) by LORDS OF ACID

Source: www.discogs.com/release/61746-Lords-Of-Acid-Voodoo-U.

[gonetodash19]

Coop

[cloveroctobers]

Hi I was wondering if you could write a fluffy jordan baker x reader

DECEMBER BLURBS 🤍 — 1. Jordan Baker

Using this list for blurb reference.

Situational prompt: mistletoe

A/N: attempting to write these prompts early since I’m going to have more hours at work for the holiday season and will rarely be in the mood to write, this I already know. I’m currently NOT taking requests (besides this one since Jordan is one of the characters I like writing for) for these prompts and won’t be doing second parts for anything that maybe released. It’s best for me not to do that since they never perform as well as the first and it also holds up the list I am following that I already have for characters. Thanks in advance and I hope you enjoy these next wip.

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Patience was throwing a pre-Christmas party at this rented out hall since she strongly pointed out that you all needed a change of scenery. The parties were normally thrown at The Bakers, Layla’s, or even JJ’s so to be somewhere else was nice for a change. It seemed as if all was going right for the friends around this holiday season and you couldn’t be more than thrilled.

Your eyes were full of light as you kept a grip around the clear plastic tumbler covered in white snow flakes filled with eggnog while you watched your friends blend in. It was a joy to see everyone appear to be jolly with Chris failing to keep up with the high notes of The Jackson Five’s, “I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus” and Kia was right beside him plugging one of her ears although she seemed to be singing herself, Darnell was on DJ duty booing him, Patience made her way over from her spot beside Asher and Layla—snatching the mic from Chris’ hands and made a motion for Darnell to switch the soundtrack, which then made Asher and Layla actually start dancing together completely off beat, and you heard Olivia’s laugh echo off the walls as she leaned into Spencer while Coop stood right by them plate in her hand and a smug look on her face.

“You wrong for that coop,” you heard Spencer say from over the music as Olivia rested her whole body on him in a full on laughing fit.

You went to bring the eggnog—that you didn’t particularly care for back up to your lips when you felt something over you. Next the scent of cedar wood, fresh cut grass, and musk engulfed your nostrils and immediately you felt a body pressing up from behind.

“Uh oh.” Jordan started, as you automatically lifted your head to see greenery wrapped in red ribbon above your head.

A smile appeared on your lips as you breathed out a laugh, “mistletoe, Jordan, really?”

He moved from behind you to face you while still holding a large arm above your heads. The golden skinned boy nodded his head rapidly with a proud smile on his own lips.

“Pucker up, sweetheart.”

You kept your eyes on the plant above and blinked, “is this real?”

“Oh it’s definitely real and you have no idea what I had to go through to get it.” Jordan added before tapping his lips with his free hand.

You snorted, “was this your idea?” You asked stepping closer to him.

Again he nodded proudly, “…well my dad helped me find this. We know our women—that sounds really gross now that I really think about it…” he shudders before continuing, “love random kisses so I thought why not use this Christmas season to amplify that?”

Now that was cute, you both loved each other’s lips so much and ever sense December started…let’s just say everyone’s felt the need to ask if your lips were doing okay.

Standing on you tippy toes you tossed a arm across Jordan’s shoulders pulling his lips down onto your already healing ones. Jordan melted into your frame, a instant smile formed onto his lips as his fingertips caressed your jaw. Your shared kisses always made your body feel warm with delight and although the both of you could be corny—that’s what love did for you two. Maybe you were worst than Spencer and Olivia who playfully scowled and gagged at you two on their way by as they danced together.

When you pulled back you stared up into Jordan’s dark eyes to see nothing but adoration and you were sure yours held the same. Standing flat on your feet you plucked the mistletoe from the eighteen year old’s hands and smiled down at the plant with a shake of your head.

“It’s mine turn now, baby.” You winked at Jordan before you spun on your heels to engage with the rest of your friends.

However Jordan had other plans on his mind as he raced after you with a belly laugh.

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Continue along with my anthology December prompts here.

[spencersliv]

As of this fall, I'll be re-enrolling at South Crenshaw High.