cooper howard hate club

ya know what i mean ? of course you do

[whatsitiamyours]

We should all stop assuming that Henry is Vecna. Like wtf? Evidence? Michael Jackson. Michael Jackson is our lord and savior and drake is a dumbass. Michael is a top musician and Cooper is going to be the best president we have all ever seen. Iceman? No, icechild. We need to be taking about this more often.

[whatsitiamyours]

Guys, I feel so devastated. I have been a fan of Michael since I was like 5. I remember playing the just dance and having so many of his music cds. But since this I have felt different. I found something, something too much. I have spent the last few days crying over this. Maybe, just maybe all of the allegations are real. I don’t know. I just can’t do it anymore. I’m getting rid of all of my vinyls and unfollowing anything that has to do with his estate. This is too heartbreaking…

Click this to see what I am talking about 😔

[soannieruokay]

i dont even care he made thriller

[whatsitiamyours]

~Jewels and Drugs ~

Pairing: Michael X The Ghoul? Michael X Spyro? Spyro X The Ghoul? Idk

Summary: Just like any other day the Ghoul is out for some Chems to stay alive but this time comes across a very beautiful man and his pet dragon although the dragon thinks it owns the beautiful man.

Warnings: Chems, Blood?, violence, Ghouls, Bounty Hunter, Fallout things, Cursing

a/n: How bout’ a boat that’s not a boat. You know what I mean? Of course you do.

Episode 1-

“Do not allow people to dim your shine because they are blinded. Tell them to put some sunglasses on.” -Lady Gaga

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In the middle of the wasteland. Deathclaws in the sky and spyro is spyroling. Cooper just shot up some town down north and is headed up south. He heard a little birds tell another bird that someone’s got a stash of chems so he’s headed for take what’s his.

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Cooper walks into a cave. “Looks like this used to be a Feral Cave.” He then looks down to be about 20 dead ghouls. Then it happens.

Roar!

A purple animal breathed fire into coopers face causing him to step backwards. A shock for Cooper but nothing he can’t handle. Cooper twirls his gun out and points it at the animal. Getting ready to shoot the tall man yells out. “Stop! He’s innocent!” Cooper and the animal turn to look at the man. “What in tarnation-“ cooper was cut off. “His name is Spyro!” Says the beautiful man. “I don’t give a rats ass what his name is. Im looking for what I came here for, chems,” cooper says. “Well, wait-wait-wait! My name is Michael Jackson and this is my pet Spyro.” Spyro then gives a confused look at Michael like ‘wtf.’ “We mean no harm.”

Cooper then glances behind Michael and there they are. A sweet pile of chems. “Well, it seems you got what I am came here for pretty boy.” Then that’s when Spyros eyes move from Michael’s glove to Coopers face and his eyes turn dark. Spyro jumps at Cooper. “Spyro! Down”, Michael yells as he grabs Spyro by the back of the neck, pulling him back. “Now just what are you here for?” Says Spyro. “I’m here for those chems,” Cooper says. Michael glances back and then over at cooper. “Well, we don’t need them.” “Now wait a minute-,” “Take as much as you need!” Michael steps aside as he holds Spyro in a grip.

Spyros heart drops as he sees Cooper walk towards the Chems. He wiggles out of Michael’s grip and lunges at The ghoul from behind. In one motion Cooper turns around and grabs Spyro by the tail.

Swoosh Swoosh

The ghoul swings Spyro in the air and flings him across the cave. Michael eyes widen, “Spyro!” Michael runs to Spyro but before he even gets to him, Spyro pushes past him and back to the Ghoul. At this point The Ghoul is playing a game of lasso.

Spyro runs at him and bites his hand before he can get to the chems. Spyro bites one of Coopers fingers off. Michaels jaw is dropped.

“Well, ain’t that somethin’.” Cooper picks Spyro up with no trouble. Cooper then pulls his knife out and in just a few seconds cuts on of Spyro’s fingers off. “Now that’s the most honest exchange we’ve had so far.”

To be continued-

[soannieruokay]

YASSSS plz keep going

[cinnamonghost23]

[whatsitiamyours]

True 😔

[soannieruokay]

michael jackson cured my rheumatoid arthritis and bipolar disorder

[soannieruokay]

michael jackson

yall like to say you love michael jackson but how many of you had a jealous boyfriend break into your house just to accuse you of not wanting to sleep with him bc michael jackson

[michaelnordeman]

Two European hares/fältharar doing their very best to become invisible among the vegetation, ears folded back and bodies held perfectly still. Their opinion of my presence was communicated with admirable clarity. I took a couple of quick photographs and then quickly left them in peace. Marttila, Finland (24 May 2026).

[soannieruokay]

Michael is tea 💅

hot chai tea🤰

[whatsitiamyours]

~What is it MrWhatsit?~

Chap. 1

Cold, dark and afraid. It’s always like this here in Hawkins. One step away from being nothing, not that Theo is anything anyways. Walking quietly through the old yet new town in her dirty jeans, burnt up Band-T and converse. Just hoping to not come across another monster.

Step step step

Theo’s heart dropped once she heard the footsteps. She darted behind an old shop door, hiding down low. She can hear the footsteps getting louder; closer. She brings a hand to her mouth to muffle her breathing, not that it would do anything against the monsters. Then a voice “Kill it!!” Theo darted from the door, running down aisle after aisle.

Bam!

The shop door opens making Theo’s heart race even faster than before. She takes a turn and then another, hoping to find an exit or at least a bathroom to lock herself into. Then finally she sees an exit. Two clear doors to the dark outside world. Before Theo can even get close to the doors someone grabs her shoulder from behind and slams her to the ground.

“Aah!” Theo pushes the boy up and off of her, even after taking a hit to the head. But as she tries to get back up she gets pinned down onto the floor by two boys. “Who are you?! What do you want?!” Theo yells, not caring if a monster hears. “That’s what we’re here to ask you!!” Says a young woman between the boys, looking down at Theo. “Are you here with them? The monsters?!I fought em’ before and I’ll fight em’ again!” And just like that, a dumbfounded look is seen on the kids holding Theo down. “Um…demogorgons?” The boy with glasses asks, holding Theo’s left side down.

The other kid, the one with the wavy brown hair holding Theo’s right side down sighs. “It’s clear she is useless. Let’s leave-“The kid with the glasses cuts his words off, “leave?! What if she’s working with Vecna!?” The boy scoffs “she doesn’t even know what a demogorgon is-“ He cut his words off again “think about your sister, Mike!” Mike, the kid on the right, went silent. His eyes move back and forth out of anger. “What do you think I am doing Dustin?!” Dustin being the kid with glasses, Theo can at least pick up something like this. “I think you are being a dumbass!” The woman then spoke up. “You both are being a dumbass.” The boys looked over at the woman. “Clearly she knows something or she wouldn’t be talking about ‘monsters’.”

“Robin! Robin!” A young mans voice is heard in the background, yelling at the woman. “Run! Guys run!” Theo then lifts her head up just enough to see what’s behind her.

Bang Bang Bang!

Monsters, or what the boys called them, Demogorgons are chasing a young man with long hair. “Ah!!!!” The boys and Robin yell out. The boys yank Theo up and they all start running towards the exit.

Mike and Dustin are holding onto Theo like a lifeline when they dart for the door, holding onto her arms like magnets. Robin is ahead of them, she keeps taking checks over her shoulder with a fearful look. Then she stopped mid run, her eyes widening, “Steve!” The boys stopped in there tracks, stopping Theo with them, turning around with a fearful look in their eyes. Steve, with the long hair, had been knocked down by a demogorgon.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

— to be continued

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[ This is a ‘Stranger Things’ fan-fiction. This for entertainment purposes only.]

[Pictures can be found on Pinterest and are not mine]

[soannieruokay]

How old are you? Can we get an age in bio please?

I was born August 29th, 1958.

[brawltogethernow]

Look what my friend with no social media posted to the chat with the damning staggered timestamps of 1:11, 1:37, and 1:42 A.M.

[soannieruokay]

cooooooooooop

[ierobfs]

angel face

[soannieruokay]

my baby😭

[soannieruokay]

Shadow didn't know what to say, so she averted her eyes. Shame. Guilt. Both of which were never hers to carry.

Cooper knows that look. It's the same look she wore after her first kill.

"Look at me," he says, a little softer but still stern. When she doesn't comply, he tilts her chin with his hand. "Tell me what happened, Shadow."

When she's forced to look at him, her eyes begin to water. No, she can't cry. Can't let her guard down. Can't be vulnerable.

"I met this guy. Thought he was nice. Turns out he wasn't. I was stuck there for months until I killed my way out," she pauses. "Killed probably half his people."

The way she shrugged her shoulders after that last sentence is typical Shadow behavior. She blocks out so much.

Cooper's eyes turn into something intense. Intimidating for the rest of the wasteland, but Shadow knows better. She knows he's not going to hurt her. What she doesn't know is how jealous he is.

Cooper knows there's more to the story and he also knows that Shadow is very difficult to open up. It's almost like trying to snap a steel bar in half with your bare hands.

"There's somethin' you ain't tellin' me."

[justappletart]

[ang9lic]

thinking about michael and his love for animals

[coopyhoward]

when things get bad i just remind myself fallout s3 starts filming soon 😀 and then everything is okay 😀

[soannieruokay]

Shadow narrowly escaped what she likes to call "that bullshit" alive. She doesn't bother elaborating half the time because bullshit seems to be a catch all term encompassing the wide range of fuckery that exists at any given time, at any given place, on any given cracked desert of a hell we so gratefully call "home."

Today, that bullshit consists of about ten cultists and a fucking snallygaster. The cultists were a given, she knew she had pissed them off. The snallygaster? That was a last minute diversion plan of convenience that just so happened to go wrong like every fucking thing else.

God has a funny way of testing people. As soon as she shuts that door, before she has a chance to create a barricade, before she even has a chance to even turn around, she feels a breath on the back of her neck that sends every nerve in her body spiking. Even worse, her wrists are yanked roughly behind her back.

"For fuck's sake, let me go!" she says like this is just another inconvenience on top of a shit salad of inconveniences. Not scared enough. She never was. Just angry. Angry that this bullshit keeps happening.

She manages to break free, just for a moment. No, he lets her. He's toying with her. She can tell by the way he laughs, but if that wasn't obvious enough, that unnecessarily smooth southern drawl of his seals the deal.

"Nah, sweetheart. I've been lookin' for you. How nice of you to finally show your pretty face," he spins her around as if to properly assess her.

She holds his gaze just as well as she did the first time they met years ago. "Do you not see what the fuck is going on outside? Stop looking at me like that."

"I think what I'm lookin' at right now is more interestin'," he says too confidently in a way that annoying makes her want to smack the shit out of him.

"Now is not the time," she orders, but who can order the ghoul around? He pushes her aside roughly like she's luggage he's sick of carrying.

"It's never the time, is it?" he mocks her as if he's offended by *her.*

Few shots later and the cultists and friends are dealt with and his attention is back on her.

"You're not leavin' 'til you talk," he says as he takes one step closer.

Shadow doesn't hold his gaze this time. She's too stubborn to talk after she's already said her piece.

"You don't get to tell me what to do."

"I let you leave once already and every time," he pauses, "I catch wind of what you're up to, it involves being chased 'round by slavers. Raiders. Mutant hounds. Today's special is... cultists? The fuck you do to piss them off?"

Shadow can tell he's pissed. Pissed that she never fails to find trouble. Pissed that she refuses to accept that she needs him.

"Oh, you know. I just didn't let them tie me to a tree naked to carve me up and do whatever else they like doing to their human sacrifices," she says like it's a regular day, nothing out of the ordinary. Because really, it's not.

He laughs, but it's mostly a scoff. "You know there's a bounty on your head, right? And you're just runnin' 'round like there's not."

She's quiet. She knows she's wanted. She knows exactly why.

"Care to tell me who the fuck Liam is? And what's he want with you?" He nearly growls the name like he's disgusted a man's name is attached to her. He gets more mad when she doesn't say anything. He closes the distance.

"Tell me why. You're worth. Ten. THOUSAND. Bottlecaps to this man."