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cryptcatz · 3 months
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my beautiful son who has never ever committed a crime in his life
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gravehags · 3 months
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thinking about how cooper would get up and come over to the side of the bed i was sitting on while playing video games every time i was in a tough fight and he would put his head on my leg or in my hand. every single time.
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i miss him so much, gaming isn’t the same without my nurse dog looking out for me.
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princenothinq · 1 year
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With tightly coiled springs that snap for anything We're gonna keep a lighter to it even while it burns for you And I'm going to heaven with or without you!
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xandirt · 1 year
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RAJHHHH XANDER OC JUMPSCARE!!!!!!!!!!!
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everyone say hi to cooper. he's my stupid idiot stoner oc :}
lore dump below the cut because i can!!!!!!! and also the link to my original cooper lore post cause i copy-pasted it from there
but anyways, here's the boy!!! cooper!!!! he was made as a science experiment who lived his life in a lab and escaped at some point. he lived in a vacant apartment in a big city (im thinking new york or atlanta maybe) and yeah. he doesnt have a job & is teaching himself english, so he's got a funny accent & he mixes up his words !!! that explains his funny speech
he's around 30 give or take (nobody knows for sure since he was artificially made) and he has 6 fingers, 4 eyes, point ears, and a few other features :3 he's a cis bi guy and yeah. stoner and stupid. very prone to saying dumbass shit & completely missing social norms because he's so used to literally being in a lab. but he's trying cooper's overall a really sweet dude and he's very affectionate - i think of him as a big lazy dog. he's not quick at all to anger or anything but he's defensive when need be but tends to just Hang About. hes my baba and i love him ok. he's kind of a piece of shit stoner and all that but who's counting. he's friendly enough and very sillay to me
he also has a fiew of his own body mods ehee piercings: smiley, gage, & nips
he wears green tactical pants (that are a size too big. idiot) and a weird glove. it covers the tattoo that marked him as an experiment and he thinks it makes it less obvious (spoiler it does not) Nd honestly he just walks around in socks and sometimes even used black converse .
he also. keeps his eyes closed becausr he thinks it will make jt less obvious hes high. it doesnt work he talks slow snd stupid. hes a big dumb "slightly" horny idiot
heres the post with more of coop :]
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sandsofsolstice · 1 month
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another older thing...... a bunch of side/bg ocs for convalescence
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Shiptober Day 19
Prompt: Pancakes
Ship: (@strafethesesinners oc) Cooper McCoy x Gabriel Stokes
Words: 1, 619
I hope I wrote Coop okay here, i've been wanting to write their first meeting out ever since we talked about it and I think it turned out real cute with some good ol' spicy undertones <3
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Gabriel was exhausted and the day had barely begun, his arms were sore, his legs were sore and his feet had been killing him for the past hour. He just wanted to sit in the back of the diner, enjoy the 'pick me up' waiting in the back pocket of his jeans and have a few minutes to himself. 
It was Friday—Thank god—so he could sleep in tomorrow but tomorrow was painfully far away right now. 
Gabriel clears away a table, carefully putting the empty plates and coffee mugs on his tray before wiping it down with his rag. He swivels on his heel and offers smiles to any patrons that meet his blue eyes, but his mouth quickly twists into a small frown as he enters the kitchen. Jazper glances up from the eggs benedict they were cooking as he bustles his way over to the large sink, emptying the tray and scrubbing away at the dishes rather harshly.
"Are you good over there?" There's a playfulness to their tone and Gabriel blows a strand of his hair out of his eyes with a heavy exhale.
"I'm fine Jaz—Just ready to clock out," He huffs, getting the dishes done as quickly as he could before drying off his hands. The sound of the front door opening and that familiar jingle dances through the air and Gabriel whines gently under his breath, Jazper chuckling as they plate up the eggs benedict and slide it onto the bench in front of him.
"Four more hours, you got this," They smile encouragingly and he can't deny it does make him feel a bit better. Four more hours and then he's free.
"Thanks,"
He picks up the plate, puts it on his tray; tosses his rag over his shoulder and makes his way back out to the front. He glances toward the door as he walks to the awaiting table, almost halting completely in his tracks at the sight of the most gorgeous man he'd ever seen this side of the County. Blonde curly hair poking out from a signature cowboy hat, piercing blue eyes, a jaw so sharp it could cut glass lightly dusted with stubble and fuck—Arms and thighs that look like they could snap his neck with very little effort. 
Gabriel swallows thickly, quickly turning to place the plate on the table and ask the elderly couple in the booth if they needed anything else. They don't, of course, but they prattle on anyway—compliments and the like but still Gabriel finds himself much more compelled by the handsome stranger moving to sit on one of the stools at the front counter. 
He sees him place his hat down on the counter and drag his eyes over the blackboard on the wall. He also sees Dorothy step away from the table she was cleaning; He sends her a stern glare as she moves to get the stranger's order, halting and holding her pencil and notepad up in surrender as she backs off. He was getting his order, and if he was lucky, his number. 
Gabriel does his best to politely excuse himself from the couple's conversation and rushes behind the counter, slowing his stride as those blue eyes look up at him. A charming smile spreads across the man's face and Gabriel feels his knees go weak, he was almost convinced this guy had walked right out of a cover of a magazine. It should be illegal to be that pretty.
"Good morning handsome, what can I get for you?" Gabriel flashes his best smile at the stranger, flipping his notepad and holding his pencil to the paper in anticipation. 
"What do you recommend, handsome?" He tosses the compliment right back with a playful glint in his eyes, resting his arms on the counter and leaning forward. Gabriel catches the scent of cigarettes, leather and a hint of old spice, which somehow all together is more intoxicating than any of the wonderful smells wafting out of the kitchen. For a second his mind is blank and he has to remind himself how to speak.
"Our beloved chef happens to make the best pancakes in the entire County and I so happen to make amazing coffee," Gabriel says with a prideful hum, leaning against the counter himself. A deep chuckle rumbles through the other man's chest, the rich kind that sends shivers up his spine. Today was suddenly turning around for the better.
"Pancakes and Coffee it is then," 
"Coming right up…" Gabriel trails off, scrawling down the order messily and glancing up at him through his lashes.
"Cooper."
Cooper. Gabriel repeats it a few times, enjoying the sound of it. It suited him. 
Cooper tilts his head forward and raises a curious brow, obviously prompting Gabriel to also share his name.
"Nice to meet you Cooper, you can call me Gabe," He winks, turning and sauntering to the back. He can feel those mesmerising eyes on him as he pushes the door open and slips inside the kitchen, grin stretching across his face from ear to ear. 
"Jaz, I need you to whip up the best pancakes you've ever made in your life. Make 'em extra fluffy," He grins, half-hazardly pinning up the order. Jaz can't even turn to look at him before he's back out front getting the coffee ready. He works fast, fills up the pot and grabs a mug off of the rack. He shoots Cooper an easy smile over his shoulder when he catches him watching him.
"You been in Hope County long cowboy?" 
"Apparently not long enough since I haven't had the pleasure of running into you yet," Gabriel nearly drops the mug on the ground, a warmth crawling up his neck and flooding his cheeks at the smooth line. Good looking and a smooth talker, he really was a jackpot.
"Well, now you've seen me—and I hope I'll be seeing a lot more of you," Gabriel grins, finishing off the coffee and striding back over to slide the mug in front of him.
"I hope so too, Gabe," Cooper smiles, drawls his name out in such a way that has his heart in his throat as he watches him bring the mug to his lips. Gabriel toys with the rag in his hands, winding it around as his mind conjures up all the things he'd love to do to that pretty mouth. 
"Mm, you know, I think this is the best coffee I've had in a while," Cooper muses, licking his lips as he sets the mug back down. Gabriel nods in acknowledgement, shamelessly staring at his now glistening lips as he tries to string a sentence together.
"You know I've been told it tastes even better right after you wake up," He says, pointing at the mug and flicking his gaze back up to Cooper's eyes. Something seems to spark in them at his words and his smile widens enough to draw out those charming creases under his eyes.
"Is that so?" 
"Mhm, pairs real well with my own morning special too," Gabriel drags his tongue along his teeth as Cooper's face flashes with interest.
"Now I—have—to find out what that is," Cooper grins, adjusting himself in his seat as Gabriel smirks. Before he can say anything else the familiar ring of the kitchen bell goes off and he sighs.
"Hold that thought," Gabriel holds his index finger up as he steps back.
"Holding," Cooper holds both of his hands up and Gabriel let's his mind wander, they looked strong; he could probably fit one around both of his wrists and—
The bells go off again. 
Gabriel slips into the back and Jazper is waiting, arms crossed over their chest as he rushes over to grab the plate holding three thick pancakes doused in maple syrup with a scoop of icecream on the top. 
"These look awesome, thank you," He flashes them a grin, scooping the plate carefully onto a tray.
"Yeah, yeah, stop using my cooking to pick up customers," They roll their eyes, scrunching up the note and tossing it at him.
"I used my coffee this time thank you very much," He says, tilting his chin up as he backs up, using his shoulder to open the door. Jaz waves him off dismissively and he returns to Cooper patiently sipping on his coffee.
"Wow," Cooper says upon seeing the stacked plate. Gabriel chuckles, giving him his knife and fork and slipping the tray underneath the counter.
"They're not normally this impressive but I buttered up the chef just for you," Gabriel whispers in a conspiratorial tone, holding his hand up to his face as he leans in close. He gives another wink and Cooper watches for a moment with the tiniest shake of his head before he shuffles forward, resting a hand on his forearm. He was warm.
"If that's the case you're gonna have to let me find a way to thank you," Cooper murmurs, his voice as alluring as his suggestive gaze. Gabriel bites the inside of his cheek, a rush of excitement washing over him. It had been far too long since an attractive man had walked into his diner and flirted with him, and so effortlessly at that.
"I can think of a few ways—" The front door opens, that familiar jingle stealing Gabriel's attention for only a moment. Dorothy welcomes one of their regulars and Gabriel straightens back up, delighted by the small, almost unnoticeable pout on the other man's face.
"You eat up and I'll come back to you buttercup," Gabriel assures him, patting his hand and letting it linger for a moment longer than necessary.
"You better,"
Oh, like there was any doubt.
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quaggas · 2 years
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tried to scan some beans…but cooper wouldn’t let me do more than this one paw smh
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mosquitofootprints · 4 months
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finally the reuploads are done. tehcnicvally i was the one reuploading allat but listen
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horatioo · 4 months
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I got tomorrow tomorrow...i got to write yaoi for fanfic class
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ben--solos · 3 months
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"I'm going to make him come down here. I'm going to make him see me. I'm going to make him see us."
Percy Jackson & The Olympians 1.02 // 1.07
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sleepy-writes-stuff · 2 months
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DP X DC PROMPT #24
Been a while since I wrote a prompt. Let's change that!
Pen Pals
Red Hood comes across Cujo somewhere in Gotham (location and reason like feeding off of ambient ectoplasm, looking for a new toy, lost, etc are your choice). At first, he's kinda freaked out over this pup that glows Lazarus Pits green but slowly learns that Cujo is relatively harmless as long as no one threatens him or anyone under his protection. Kinda hard not to learn that since Cujo has been glued to his side ever since he found the pup roaming the streets at night.
Cujo eventually gets into Red Hood's good books when the sweet little pup turns into a rottweiler the size of a small house and nearly bites the Joker's head off due to him being his usual creepy, rancid self.
Once he's gotten comfortable enough around the strange dog, he gets close enough to spot a tag/nameplate that reads the pup's name along with "Belongs to Phantom" scratched onto the back in messy handwriting.
He thinks nothing of it until Cujo starts getting restless and Red Hood gets the feeling that he'll be leaving Gotham soon. So, given the dog is clearly supernatural and his tag had no contact information, he assumes Cujo is basically a free roam pet and is able to get back to his owner on his own.
The night before he feels Cujo is going to leave, he ties a letter to the pup's collar. The next night, Cujo is gone.
Weeks pass and he thinks of Cujo often, wondering if he made it back to his owner. If his owner got the letter. If this "Phantom" is similar to him. He doesn't think just anyone owns a Lazarus green dog that reeks of death magic.
It's not until he's out on patrol one night, almost two months later, that Cujo suddenly appears and barrels into his stomach. As the excitable pup slobbers kisses all over his helmet, he sees an envelope covered in stickers attached to Cujo's collar.
Looks like he's got himself a pen pal.
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cryptcatz · 3 months
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why does he look like this
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gravehags · 2 months
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miss my dog extra hard tonight so here’s some pics from when he was 2
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he was the goofiest mf you’ve ever seen, loved everyone, had the softest ears on the planet, and once tried to steal a whole brisket directly off a barbecue. my sweet boy.
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princenothinq · 4 months
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my beautiful princess with a disorder
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wuntrum · 11 months
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coopy and snoopy...
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victarin · 8 months
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this has been done a million times before but i wanted to draw something cozy :( goodnight
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