#GRAVEROBBER MAN
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froggyplanet4269 · 2 years ago
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sigh *opens ao3*
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teafromthemicrowave · 3 months ago
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Is here anyone who likes Repo! The genetic Opera PLEASE GATHER FOR I HAVE FOOD
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otisbdriftwood-injail · 1 year ago
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bats4sophie · 5 months ago
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Repo! but it's woke
Repo! The GAYnetic Opera
Rotti LarGAY
BISEXUAL Mag
Shiloh WallACE
Pavi Largo
Repo PERSON
GAYrobber
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shernoel · 8 months ago
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LISTEN,, IT IS SO CAMP
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spiralinaa · 7 months ago
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Hey, I did a small drawing for almost all of the songs from repo! the genetic opera
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shadowsstarwc · 4 months ago
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does the Repo! The Genetic Opera fandom still exist or am i here alone😢
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(i by no means support Terrance or whatever that weirdos name is i just like Graverobber)
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videntefernandez · 2 years ago
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These sticker sheets are now for sale at our new shop
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fanficsthatmakemybraingobrr · 11 months ago
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A Night In Cairo
Chapter 1
Indiana Jones x Gender-Neutral Reader
You’re a Intern at Marshall College in Bedford Connecticut and you work with Dr.Jones, but he sucks at his job and is never there and is always behind with work making you get the short end of the stick. Then he drags you on a trip to Cairo with him.
I do want to clarify that I am making this story up as I go so i really have no idea where it is going, I'm just writing this to improve my writing skills, so this isn’t gonna be the best writing you’ll see. (and I wanted to write something with the new Indiana Jones movie coming out. I have major brain-rot! Gives me an excuse to write more about my comfort character >:} ) and if you have any feed back or criticism I would love to hear
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Link to AO3
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‘D correct, B nope wrong, A wrong, C that’s not even close.’ Walking down the very crowded and busy streets, while grading late work that your ‘boss’ didn’t finish and trying not to bump into people at the same time isn’t the most ideal way to start your morning, but you didn’t have a choice when he snuck them into your bag yesterday without telling you and leaving a note on top saying
“Grade these before tomorrow.” - Jones
At this point you don’t know why he’s a professor at a college if he’s never going to be in his office to do his work or help his students. ‘Incorrect…’ Probably one of the reasons these tests have horrible scores. He always does this when he's never in his office. His work plies up and you have to deal with finishing it and not to mention whiny students. ‘Wrong!’ This job is so frustrating!  ‘Wrong again!’ Why did you even agree to be an intern? 
As soon as you set foot on campus you finished grading the last piece of paper, you bring your bag around your body and place the late work in one of the pockets as you walk inside and make your way to Dr. Jones office. The whole building smells like an old book with a faint hint of coffee, it’s filled with the sound of people chatting, footsteps on the hardwood floor, students yelling- Turning the corner you see a crowd of students in front of Dr. Jones' door. They all look worried, pissed, or confused. One of the students sees you out of the corner of their eye. 
“Hey! You! You’re the professor's assistant or whatever, right? You can help us!” This causes other students to turn around and approach you with their problems. All the students are complaining to you all at once you freeze not knowing what to do. This all way too much. You .start to push your way through the wave of the students and up to the office door, and once you finally reach it you open the door. Before you enter the office you turn around to look at the students. 
“I know you’ll have concerns with the professor but right now, isn’t the best time to fix them! I’ll talk to Professor Jones and see if we can set up individual meetings!” 
The crowd of students let out a groan or a sigh of frustration, you close the door and take a deep breath recollecting yourself. You look up and surprise! He isn't here. His office is a small and narrow cluttered room with a messy desk that has work piled up high, shelves stuffed with artifacts and books, and in the back left corner there’s a boiler. It's a complete mess. The office is basically a storage room at this point, actually maybe it is. You take the late work out of your bag and place it on his desk, then sit down in a seat that’s in front of his desk while you check your watch. It's 9am. Class starts at 1pm. 
There’s a small radio on his desk you lean over and turn on. It starts to softly play music, sounds like Kay Kyser. You soak in the music as you look out the small window. It’s the one thing in this office that makes it less claustrophobic, it’s also great for daydreaming when you’re bored. The window is on the first floor of the building and has a nice view of the campus front lawn. Many students go out there to sit in the grass and study, it’s a good place to people watch. The weather is nice today. It's sunny out, the flowers are blooming, the trees are growing their leaves back, and Dr. Jones is speed walking across the sidewalk. Finally he’s here. Not too long later he pushes through the door. You look up at him.
“Good Morn-“ 
“Did you get the work done?” You point over to them on his desk. You're pretty used to him interrupting you. He hands you a cup then picks up the papers and puts them in a different pile, seriously how does this man stay organized? You looked down at the cup in your hand.
“What did you want me to do with this?”. You lift the cup. He doesn’t look at you and keeps going through things on his desk. 
“For you..to ya know…drink? I picked it up on the way here. I already drank mine on my way here…where is it? And uh.. I remember you don’t like coffee…so..I swear it was right here! I got you tea- Oh there!” He picked up a small scroll and put it in his pocket. This is probably the first time he’s ever done anything for you.
“Uh thanks?” Jones sits at his desk, he gives you a quick glance from over the top of his glasses and then starts to write something down, probably today’s lesson plan. Time passes and eventually noon comes and Jones and you walk side by side to the classroom. The work you do during Jones’ classes is very simple: he asks you to get something for him, or hand out papers etc. Hopefully one of these days he’ll let you actually talk. His classes are VERY boring, usually lectures with his rambling taking up most of class time. When you look out at his students a lot of them are usually sleeping, trying not to fall asleep, zoned out, or making goo goo eyes at him. Today was a lecture day.
“Ancient Egyptian artifacts are some of the most highly sought-after and mysterious relics of history. These objects have been passed down through generations and are seen as sacred and divine. They are typically made of gold, silver, or other precious metals and often depict scenes of ancient Egyptian life or mythology!” He’s rambling again. 
“These artifacts are a powerful link to the culture and history of Egypt and are valued for their cultural importance and great artistic value and-“ he pauses as he  looks out the door and standing there is Marcus Brody, an academic, curator, and good friend of Jones. Jones looks back over to his students and clears his throat 
“Uh, that’ll be all for today-“ and before he could say anything else students stampede through the door trampling anything in their way. When the students clear you walk over to the two older men to ask what’s going on. Jones also dismisses you as well and says he will see you tomorrow. You are about to protest but you shoot the thought down quickly, that man is too damned stubborn so you don’t question it and make your way home. Hey, at least you get to go home early, and he didn’t even give you anything to work on.
When you walk home you take your time taking in the scenery. Yes you're in a city and most places are grimy, crowded, and loud but there are still things to admire. Soon enough you arrive at your red brick apartment building. You walk up the rickety stairs of your small stairway and unlock your door. The door opens with a creek. Now this apartment is small when you walk in to your left is a very small kitchenette, right across from it is a twin sized bed and next to that is a small doorway leading to a bathroom with a closet shaped shower and toilet. It’s not much, but it’s home. 
You stole some food from the faculty lounge before you left, so you munch on it and get ready for bed. Reaching under your bed you pull out a foot locker that has your clothes in it and change. You sit on the edge of your bed and take a deep breath then let out a hefty sigh. This internship is so draining sometimes. At first it wasn’t that bad, it was actually quite fun. Until Jones kept disappearing and leaving you to deal with his problems. You can tell that he does try and loves to teach but he really needs to get his priorities in order and communicate better. You’ve thought of quitting multiple times because of how draining this job is, but it pays well and you need the money. You wish you could have something more exciting. You let out a yawn and stretch your arms above your head, looking over at your clock and it’s almost 10pm. Damn how long were you talking to yourself?
“Jeez I guess I should really go to bed..”you mutter to yourself. You get under your thin sheets and stare up at the ceiling waiting for dreams to begin. Your eyelids start to get heavy and right before you drift off someone knocks- no bangs on your door making you jump up. It’s so late at night who could be here? You panic a bit. What if someone is trying to break in? Your mouth goes dry, you go to your kitchen and grab your rolling pin then walk to the door. You took a deep breath and opened the door and were met face to face with a slumped over hands on his knees and very out of breath Dr.Jones. You have so many questions but before you could ask he started talking.
“Pack. We…are..leaving tomorrow.” He looks you dead in the eyes still breathing heavily.
“What?-“ he caught his breath and stood up a bit more, clearing his throat.
“We have to go.” You are so confused.
“Ok first off, what do you mean? Where are we going? What are you doing here? How do you know where I live? D-did you run here?” You stumble over your words. He sighs.
“Cairo. I am going to Cario. I came here to tell you that you're coming with me….also yes I did run here.” He looks down at your hands. 
“What’s with the rolling pin kid?” He raises an eyebrow. 
You look down and quickly come up with an excuse.“Uh, late night baking? But that doesn’t matter right now! I’m the one asking the questions! What do you mean Cairo? I can’t just leave, I have work. You have work!” He lets out another sigh this time it sounds a bit more frustrated.
“Look, we are going to Cairo. This trip is already funded and the college already knows. I told them. And you're an intern- my intern so you're gonna listen to me! C’mon get packed and I’ll be back to pick you up in the morning. I’ll explain and go into more details later.” And with that he turns around and leaves. You stand there for a moment in shock. What would you even pack for a trip like this? Also he never told you how he knew where you lived..
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zydratearchives · 6 months ago
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I appear to request Headcanons and shitposts
i'll do my best! hopefully these are alright, i'm not great at shitpost-y hcs but i came up with these :)
shilo wallace
• shilo is a lesbian (see: all of 'seventeen')
• she's homeschooled by nathan
• her favourite subjects to learn at home are biology, mathematics and music
• she has a blog she updates using nathan's PC whenever she can get access to it
nathan wallace
• nathan gets uncomfortable teaching shilo chemistry because it reminds him of marni's death.
• he doesn't let shilo have social media
• he's a surprisingly terrible cook. he wasn't always, he just fell off after marni's death. he especially struggles when it comes to handling meat - it reminds him too much of his repo man job.
marni wallace
• marni is also english, she moved to the USA with mag after the organ epidemic (based on how she pronounces "morning")
• when they were shilo's age, marni and mag used to day drink in a public park at 3pm
rotti largo
• rotti genuinely was nathan's best man at the wedding and he's convinced it was just to mock him.
• he's spent a solid amount of time visiting england due to marni & mag and he always has a great time. he enjoys wetherspoons
luigi largo
• luigi once blew a significant amount of his father's money on cryptocurrency
• he regularly takes pictures of his car. his instagram is just 99% car pics
pavi largo
• pavi is a skinny puppy fan (see: his tattoo)
• he once threw a tantrum as a child begging his father for a pony. this episode lasted a good 3 years
• pavi has been to every strip club and brothel in sanitarium, his next goal is opening up his own
amber sweet
• semi-canon since it's mentioned in her myspace, but amber has published multiple "self-help" books. they're all as entitled and tone-deaf as you can imagine
• she puts those scary eyelashes on her car's headlights & those fuzzy dice on the mirror
graverobber
• graverobber likes watching twin peaks reruns on the TVs dotted around sanitarium's back alleys
• he has been to prison once (implied by him being referred to as a fugitive). he probably got the shit kicked out of him there at some point
blind mag
• mag lives with the largos (implied canon?) and she always tries to make awkward small talk at the dinner table when the kids are causing chaos. it rarely goes well
• mag (and marni) moved to the USA due to rotti largo/geneco's influence there - she believed it'd be safer than staying in england
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shhheep · 3 months ago
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tf2 ocs as darkest dungeon heroes because ermmm idk
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a-bit-of-a-mindflip · 2 years ago
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wildweinerbug · 9 months ago
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I want the repo man (repo!) and hannibal lecter to meet
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pyr0-kai · 1 year ago
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Masterlist / Requests
I realized I have never actually said if I take requests, but I absolutely can!
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Request Status: Open
☑️ I will Write anything SFW
Fluff, some Angst
Mostly Fem, and gender neutral.
(I can try male reader, but I am a female so no promises if it would be any good)
(maybe some smut in the near future)
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❌ I will not write anything violent
(past small injuries)
Anything Pedo related
Anything SA, SH, or ED
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Characters I will write for
Mike Schmidt - FNAF Movie
Vanessa Afton (?) - FNAF Movie
Josh Futturman - Future Man
Billy - Burn
Derek Danforth - The Beekeeper
Eddie Munson - Stranger Things
Billy Hargrove - Stranger Things
Graverobber- Repo! The Genetic Opera
Beetlejuice - Beetlejuice Musical
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Master List
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Headcannons
Headcannons #2
Fic Idea (1st I ever wrote)
Pick me up?
Treat (request)
Abby, The Little Matchmaker (Request)
Scars.
Sweet Dream
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Roommates?
Game Date
Game date ep.2
YT/Streamer reader HCs
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gh05t-f4ce · 2 years ago
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please don’t ask me why, but i love the idea of pavi largo wearing his sister amber sweets face after it fell off her. the thought of him thinking of her face as a flesh mask makes my skin crawl a little but it’s so good.
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neuvostoliitto · 3 months ago
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im losing a lot of my beloved guys in darkest dungeon right now . i know you're not supposed to get attached to them but uhm
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