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a-bit-of-a-mindflip · 1 year

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Amber Sweet Headcanons!!

I love her so much 🥲

*TW for mention of eating disorders, use your own discretion*

- Amber’s natural hair is brown and wavy, she hates it and used to curl/straighten it every day until it got so damaged she had to cut it around age 17-18 and its never been the same

- Thats when she started wearing wigs. No one but the Largos and Graves know what her real hair looks like

- Struggled with an ED throughout her teenage years

- Rotti ended up sending her to a place on the mainland to recover and she’s doing much better by the time the movie takes place

- The only other people who know are Mag (who she confided in once) and Graves (who will check in on her but isn’t overbearing about it)

- As a kid she fought anyone who made fun of Luigi and Pavi even though the three of them were constantly at each other’s throats at home

- Got a business degree post-Repo so she IS in fact qualified to run GeneCo and is very intelligent despite what people think, she also has much more drive/ambition than her brothers

- Got a lot of shit from Rotti growing up because of how similar she was to her mother, who didn’t take any of Rotti’s bs (Amber is the same way, very fiery and headstrong)

- The name ‘Amber’ didn’t catch on for a while, and it would really piss her off when Rotti called her Carmela

- Her mother is buried in the same graveyard as Marni, and sometimes she and Shilo will go visit their graves together

- Her two bodyguards answer to HER, not Rotti. They won’t tell on her if she goes to get Z or fuck Graves in an alley, etc.

- They’ll tell Rotti her general whereabouts if he asks and make sure no one hurts her (they are very suspicious of Graves at first but she’s like y’all it’s ok this one is fine)

- Since Graves is Shilo’s weird uncle…AMBER IS THE WINE AUNT

- Basically acts as Shilo’s big sister, letting her borrow clothes/makeup, sets up a room for her at GeneCo, etc.

- Is actually really interested in Shilo’s bug collection

- Shilo gives her a cool moth or butterfly or something and Amber is really touched and keeps it forever

- Amber has like 10 walk-in closets worth of clothes and one day she goes up to Shilo with 20 garbage bags full of stuff and is like “I’m cleaning out my closet here ya go”

- Eventually she starts wearing her natural hair and even though she doesn’t like it, she makes her peace with it and over time it grows out again and she doesn’t damage it

#repo headcanons #repo!tgo #repo #repo the genetic opera #repo! the genetic opera #r!tgo #amber sweet

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fatwennislicker · 1 year

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The largo family goddamn loves swords.

Example a: in the blind may scene rotti pulls out a FUCKING SWORD to cut the rope, like Cmon, you could use a pocket knife, but no, the largo family is extra as hell, and rotti decides to just summon a sword (where does he keep his sword?! I have never seen this before) then, just after that, Luigi decides to be a devious little fucker, and Nathan is like currently being tased by like four genterns, he’s not well, and Luigi rips out his fuckin’ concealed sleeve sword to just “tee hee get REKT nathan”

I know Amber would have like a neon pink little dagger she has strapped too her with like a glittery ribbon at the end, and she got it by going to rotti (while he was very obviously dying) “Daddy..? Can I pleaaase have a pwetty pink sword? To go with my outfit? And new surgery?” *rotti dying* “thanks.”

How many swords does Pavi have?! I bet he has like at least four strapped to him at all times, maybe one dedicated for faces with a little engraving on the side that says “face stealer 3000” and a gold hilt (definitely tarnished from blood)

The largos are total drama queens, and I live for it. Your (probably best) doctor tells you you have fatal cancer? SHOOT HIM. Have a army of scantily clad bodyguards follow you around with massive guns, make mags body guard have like a seven foot tall powdered wig, yeah. Oh yeah, kidnap Shiloh, toss her into a empty tent, great idea. Kill mag in the most dramatic way physically possible, hell. Fucking. Yeah.

Rotti I love you

#repo! the genetic opera #pavi largo #repo the genetic opera #repo #rtgo #rotti #luigi largo #amber sweet #largo family

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aphroditestummyrolls · 6 months

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Time for a spare prayer for the ask game? Love your writing!!!!

Hi nonnie! 🥹❤️ thank you so much. I hope you like this little snippet. The next chapter of this will hopefully be up soon!

“How many are there?” The man was saying, racing up the stairs with his suli companion. “And where in the Seven Hells was Rotty?”

It was as if the two of them blew the fog from Colm’s eyes as they flew by, and he was on his feet before he even knew it.

“Jes- Jesper?”

The words barely came out as a breath, not even a whisper. But, as he took the stairs two at a time just to follow that Zemeni-skinned blur, he was absolutely certain. He knew it in his heart that that was his son, in the way that only a parent could know. He heard half a word in his voice, and saw only the back of his garish suit, but he knew those shoulders. He knew that gait.

Right?

The blur had left the door to the third landing bedroom back on its hinges, wide open. The cane was nowhere to be seen, and Colm stepped inside, just off the left of the threshold. Suddenly, he felt like he needed something solid at his back. He leaned against the wall.

There, in full view, was Jesper Fahey.

He sat at the edge of the bed, hat and suit jacket thrown to the far corners of the little room and his shirtsleeves rolled to his elbows. His hands shook, but there was a softness suffusing every part of him as he looked down at the pale shape of Wylan. Those brown eyes were barely open a crack, but still, he sighed. He even managed a smile.

“D’dn even feel’t.” He rasped. “Swear.”

Jes laughed wetly. “Liar.”

Gingerly as they could, the big Fjerdan helped Jesper to scoop the patient up into his arms until he leaned heavily against his chest. Still, Wylan let out a scream behind his teeth, whimpering into the crook of Jesper’s neck. There was nothing gentle enough to keep him from pain, not even Nina the heartrender, as she did some type of magic on the other side of the bed.

Jesper made a wounded little sound, trying to comfort. His lips pressed into a thin line, though, now that the patient’s back was revealed— green around the gills at the sight of blood. That was Jesper, alright.

“How many are there?” He repeated, and Colm only just noticed the great black shape in the window. Brekker’s back was to the scene. Probably the only reason he hasn’t kicked you out yet, he thought. Well, let him try. “And where was our bodyguard for the day, hm?”

Nothing could move Colm now. Not now that his son was right there, alive and whole and forgetting to write to his bloody father. There wasn’t a single word in his head that could make the journey to his mouth, though. He resigned himself to watching while this man— this stranger with his son’s face— played out this odd scene.

“There’s two.” Kaz rasped. “Right flank, left hip.”

“I should’ve been there— if I’d been there, this never would’ve—“

“Jesper! We don’t have time!” Nina the Not-Healer cut in.

Thanks for playing my little game❤️

#shadow and bone #shadow and bone netflix #six of crows #wesper #wylan van eck #jesper fahey #colm fahey #Kaz brekker #nina zenik #matthias helvar #inej ghafa #thanks for playing!

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elena-oc-blog · 7 months

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One of snow's lesser known magical abilities is his ability to shapeshift into any animal he has seen before, be it in person or in pictures. Most of thorn's family asume he has just two forms: Dragon and Rottie but in reality that's just what thorn settled on. In an RP I am currently doing with @blaigoo Snow is in charge of looking after and protecting kitty after Thorn saved her from her abusive manager don. Recently (as in yesterday/today) we had a situation where kitty got really really upset and Snow (being very attached to kitty at this point) wanted to cheer her up so badly that he willingly shapeshifted himself into a cute lil pomeranian in a desperate attempt to cheer her up with the power of adorableness He was successful uwu But yeah I immediately had to draw pom snow. I just had to. He normally doesn't like turning into small cute animals (he doesnt like people (other than thorn and now kitty) laughing at him or making fun of him so he tends to pick more intimidating animals. But this was an emergency unu, he will do anything to emotionally support his loved ones. Whatever form snow takes there are a few regularities: -he will always be either slightly or a lot bigger than the animal normally is

-he will always have mostly black fur/scales/feathers/what have you. his markings can differ in color and appearance but they tend to have a vague skeletal theme and certain markings (shoulders, upper hindlegs) stay the same shape always. Whatever part of him is black will have a blue sheen to it when the light hits it -His eyes will always remain red and he will almost always have an underbite. Some forms however will lack this and will just have prominent tusks instead

But yeah apart from being thorn's bodyguard, he is also his emotional support animal. Whenever stress gets too much for thorn, Snow will sense this and move over to him and try and get his attention by licking, putting his weight against him, nudging with nose,etc. Just to snap him out of the stress thoughts and provide him comfort by offering himself to be petted. He also extends this service to thorn's kids (Grin especially) and now in the rp also to kitty Anyway thats enough lore dumping from me on a silly doodle. Hope you guys enjoy this fluffy lil guy! Be careful, he is still a fierce lil boy!! He will bite if you are a stranger to him trying to pet him!

#snowdevil

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generalcloudhopper · 9 months

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I love how in Repo! The Genetic Opera when the doctor tells Rotti that what he has is terminal he just fucking has his bodyguard shoot the doctor. It's so funny

#repo! the genetic opera #rotti largo

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newyorkchainsawmassacre · 4 months

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The new faces of GeneCo: The discovery of LJ and Luci Largo

Chapter 4

"Rotti Largo, yes". He finished for her. Her expression became awestruck. She was talking to Rotti Largo! She was shaking hands with Rotti Largo!

Rotti took in her face and noticed how much she resembled Amber, or what Amber used to be. "And what is your name?". He asked mainly to distract himself from reminiscing.

"Luci, well Luciana is my full name but it's easier to just call me Luci, you probably didn't really care about that last bit but it felt necessary to include". Luci rambled before completing. The bodyguards behind Rotti looked at each other in amusement that didn't show on their faces.

"Well it's nice to meet you Luci, may I ask, how come a young girl such as yourself is out so late on your own?". Rotti questioned. "Well-". Luci started to respond before her watch went off with a message from Lorrel.

"Get your ass home now! It shouldn't take that long to clean a fucking grave!". Lorrel's irritating voice rang from the watch. Luci looked back at Rotti in embarrassment. "I should get going". Luci said going to collect all her stuff.

"Perhaps I could take you home, it is awfully late for you do he walking home". Rotti offered. "Um I don't know, it's not that far from here, I wouldn't want to inconvenience you". Luci said. "I trust you, it's no inconvenience to me, I insist". Rotti ensured, if only in an attempt drag out his time away from his kids.

Luci looked down at her watch, it was almost 11PM. "Um, alright". She responded. Rotti smiled as he lead her to the car. Once she told his driver the location of the orphanage their journey began.

The ride was silent as she sat between the blue lipped ladies with guns at their sides. Once the ride came to an end she quickly shifted from in between the 2 to leave. She waved back at Rotti as she opened the door to go back inside, that of which he waved back.

Rotti smiled as the car window rolled back up, that smile however quickly left his face as his personal assistant began to ring his watch. "What have they done now?". Rotti answered assuming the worse. "Um, their arguing again sir-". A glass broke in the background as multiple voices shouted. "You might want to get back soon". The assistant's voice rang in worry.

Rotti sighed and signaled to his driver to bring him home.

Once he arrived back in his office, he was immediately greeted with the sound of his eldest screaming. "WHEN DAD PASSES GENECO TO ME ILL MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!". Luigi screamed.

Pavi just laughed, pissing off Luigi even more. "Oh fratello, you-a already do that-a for me and-a everyone else for that-a matter". He responded in his obviously fake accent. Luigi whipped out his knife .

"Children! What is the meaning of this!". Rotti interjected before things got even more out of hand. The brothers looked up at their father in shock of his presence. "Look at the 2 of you!, grown men bickering like teenagers!". Rotti admonished.

While Pavi's mask kept his embarrassment concealed, Luigi looked downright bashful. Rotti couldn't help but note how much his son's expression matched the little girl's from earlier. "Get out of my sight". Rotti dismissed without another word.

After the 2 men left Rotti sat down behind his desk. Where did he go wrong as a parent? How did he end up with such embarrassing children? How can the man that saved millions not know how to fix his children?

#repo the genetic opera #rotti largo #luigi largo #pavi largo #Luci and LJ

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drdebt · 4 months

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@zydraddict, is that blood? is it yours?

most days are marked with red: lives held in his hands, cut short by his scalpel. not often is the blood staining palms his own. today, the chain around his neck was tugged —— yanked. ever rotti's loyal dog, coming when beckoned, tail tucked between legs & head bowed. knowing when he's misbehaved. brow splits when the bodyguard hits him: a blow he sees coming but does not flinch away from. the blinding pain of it reminds him of what he's done, who he's become.

most days, amber's question would be met with yes, & then no. but this day was not like the others —— “ . . .yes. ” the thick of it drips down cheek, past eye, the gash open & bleeding freely. in a rush as he tries to flee. “ it's fine. ” & yet, chest heaves with breath, frame unmistakably marked with largo brutality. he catches one, for just a moment. “ he's in his office, if you're looking for him. ”

#zydraddict #IN CHARACTER.#soooo sorry amber #this is just another tuesday for him <3 #blood /#injury /#ask to tag /

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autistfanatic · 3 years

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Why am I mentally picturing Pimp!Alastor but Vaggie and Charlie are like sexy leather jacket wearing, fish net tights, gun and spear holding bodyguards??? With their air tied back and sunglasses???

Looking awesome but dangerous?

Like Rotti Largos hench women in Repo! The Genetic Opera????

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zydratical · 4 years

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“ it’s not impressive , no one’s impressed ” ( @twicestung ft. jason dean )

“ are you kidding me? that guy’s so flexible he could suck his own dick. ”

GENECO galas are often the same ( pretending, pretending, pretending, everybody has their plastic mask on ), and Amber has little patience for repetition – the pattern never changes, she’ll search for the easiest way to entertain herself, numb the perpetual emptiness within her chest ( Daddy makes sure she can’t smuggle any zydrate in, the only remedy left is booze and scandalous company ).

she’s not all that impressed by the contortionist the Largo family has hired to entertain the guests – truth is, Amber has seen it all, there’s nothing that can surprise her any longer. Largos are like that. she’s just doing it to spite her bodyguard, who stands reluctantly by her side and mumbles snide remarks here and there. lately, he’s become the questionable company she frequents – those poor fuckers Rotti hires never really stand a chance.

“ it’s really hot – look at his abs, I wanna lick them so bad. ” teeth graze silicone lip, a sideways glance thrown at JD, mischief shines in her amused countenance ( hook, line, sinker ), “ are you jello of that guy, mr. bodyguard? ”

#twicestung #verse : addicted to the knife.#sdjfklsjlsdflsd brb crying bc they are baCK

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tekkai · 4 years

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Okay, solution modern au/dating sim so I can causally flirt and interact with everyone at the same time. ♡ Are for my crushes ♡

Modern AU

Lucci ♡- High profile political bodyguard. Not much different than his canon lifestyle, philosophies included. My upstairs neighbor. He’s gone for long periods of time but I’ll refill his bird feeder when he up and vanishes. Give me that slow burn good neighbors romantic trope.

Kaku- Lives in the same building with me and Lucci. We have a pretty causal friendship. He’s definitely closer with Lucci but we’ll keep an eye out for each other and catch up in the lobby while gathering the mail.

Bonney ♡- Youtuber, Vlog/Lifestyle blogger. She’s just trying to do food reviews but keeps getting sucked into platform drama. We’re friends from class and there’s definitely something there but we’re both super nervous and refuse to confess. We’re just very close and this is definitely not a dinner/movie date... Haha, jk unless? Also that kiss on camera was definitely just for views...

Heat ♡- Currently working as a mechanic at Kid’s garage. Mostly keeps to himself or hangs out with his family co-workers. We both like to walk the dogs at dusk and we’ll exchange small talk while the puppies play together. He has a a rescued rottie and the most precious tiny long haired chihuahua mix. Watching him carry around the extra small baby makes my heart ache. He’s kind of intimidating at first but his presence is so soothing and my dog approves of him and his pack. and oh my god is he a sweetheart

Hawkins ♡- Owns an occult store at the edge of town. Fosters/adopts out shelter cats in the store. I do transport for the shelter and stop in at least once a week to drop off the babies. Stepping into Hawkins shop is likely stepping into a new world. It’s a little jarring but it’s my favorite place to collect tarot cards from and he easily has the best herbal tea blends in town. Sometimes Asra will tag along and we can all gush about divination for a little while.

Chrollo- Spider Dad is still involved in the underground and is a well known criminal. The Phantom Troupe is a well known gang in this AU. We have some shared history and he’s still an older brother/father figure in my life. Will come by regularly to consult the cards and check in. Never visits when Lucci is in town and I’m starting to notice the pattern...

Shalnark ♡- My childhood best friend. Like with Bonney, we also flirt pretty openly because repressed crushes for fun. I have Shal on speed dial in my phone in case I need to call my fake boyfriend to get out of uncomfortable situations.

Asra- Still my roommate and one of my closest friends. They’re not crazy about the visitations from my extended spider family but they put up with them. Asra does not approve of Lucio starting to hang around us on campus but will refrain from commenting on the matter for my sake.

Lucio ♡- I helped him with one (1) homework assignment and now I have a blonde human puppy following me around campus. Joins the study group but bless his heart he’s so lost. He still comes off as a bit of an ass but honestly the fastest way to my heart is through my animals and he’s my dog’s biggest fan.

Law/Julian/Marco/Yoosung- Pre-vet/Pre-med students unite. My core study buddies and my support network as I work through collage. They keep me grounded when the stress is starting to pile up. I’ve gotten a rivalry with Valdemar but it’s all in good fun... Probably

Portia/Nadia/Kalifa/Paku- I met Portia through Jules and we hit it off right away. I spend a lot of time hanging out at her and her girlfriend Nadia’s apartment. We alternate hosting a weekly girls night at our places with us, Kalifa (my other neighbor), Pakunoda and Bonney.

#I don't even know how to tag this #Long Post #I guess #personal headcanon #🔥: Satanic Scriptures #ms

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buckitybarnes · 5 years

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The Number 25 [2]: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Assigned to protect you for 25 days, Bucky lets his brooding side show. He lets you know that he absolutely does not want to be here, he doesn’t like you, and most importantly, he wants nothing to do with the holiday cheer surrounding this month.

Warnings/Themes: violence/mild gore, Mentions of death, angst, fluff, Bucky gets a kitty, humor, profanity, Bodyguard(ish)!Bucky, lots of christmas/new years/holiday references.

Author’s Note: The amount of fucks I give have dropped to 0. Errors/spelling mistakes have not been looked for.

Last Chapter

Buy me a Ko-fi?

Chapter 2: Your what?

Quickly and efficiently, you chop the carrot on the board, humming a soft tune while the TV plays in the background.

An annoying series of knocks ring out from the door. Only one person can make such a racket, and you choose to ignore it.

Another round of knocks and the sounds grow louder, disturbing the peace in your apartment. You groan, trying to hold in the rising irritation.

And when you let a few more minutes go by, the knocking stops. You release a slow breath.

And then the door bursts open, pieces of wood, plaster, and paint fly by and dust the ground. The bang causes you to yelp in surprise, the knife you were holding falling and barely missing your socked foot by a few inches. With a trembling form, you back away from it, whipping your head up to look at your intruder.

He’s not much happier than you, blue eyes blazing with rage and annoyance. “I know you heard me,” he barks, pointing a metal finger in your direction. “Rule number one: anytime I knock? You answer. You can check the fuckin’ peephole for all I care but don’t ever leave me hanging like that.” He chucks a paper bag he’d been holding onto the floor before stomping up to you.

“Are you insane?” you squawk, gesturing toward the entrance door which barely hangs by the top hinge. “You nearly gave me a heart attack, asshole!” He doesn’t notice the tears pricking your eyes. He’s too busy regarding the mess that he made. You try to calm your breathing, try to push aside the anxiety bubbling up from within you. The loud noises only reminded you of the incident. PTSD was a bitch.

When Bucky looks up, you quickly turn your back to him, shielding your frightful expression.

“I’ll get somebody to fix that…” he sighs, clearly underestimating his own strength. “Sorry.”

“Why are you even here?” you mutter. “I don’t have work until 10 today.”

Bucky spots a broom and dustpan beside your kitchen island and takes initiative. As he sweeps, he answers you in a tired tone. He didn’t get much sleep last night, as per usual. “And I have to stop by the tower before then for some reports. I don’t want you walking alone.”

“I’ll be just fine for one day, big guy, the place isn’t that far.”

The scuffing of bristles pauses for a brief moment before continuing much louder. Through his agitation, you understand why some of the strands begin to break as he sweeps.

Bucky scoffs. “I was hired to keep watch. I’m not failing on my third day.”

You roll your eyes, picking the knife back up and dropping it into the sink. It’s been three days since he became your bodyguard. Three days of bickering, long walks to and from work (driving was too risky, apparently), and constant worry. Bucky certainly didn’t make things any easier. He was a raging nut-case, and you were sure he’d bite your head off if given the opportunity.

“Then I guess I’ll have company on the way to work then,” you grumble. You plop the carrots into the broth and use the ladle to stir. That is until a hand covers yours to stop it. Surprisingly, his calloused palm is warm against the back of your hand. You can only watch in confusion and awe as he lifts the ladle, your hand still in his, and blows on the broth to cool it down. He takes a sip and for a split second, you can see a rare smile on his lips.

“Breakfast?”

His gruff voice shakes you out of your stupor. “Lunch,” you respond, yanking your hand grumpily away from his and shaking the ladle over the sink as if it had a disease. “For the week I guess. I don’t go out to eat often. Can’t afford to.”

Bucky hums in agreement, turning to empty out the dustpan into the trashcan. “Seems about right.” What a low blow. “Save some for me?”

“Well, I would’ve been willing to if not for you breaking down my door and subtly throwing shade at me.” You glare daggers into his broad back before covering the pot. “So, no. None for you.”

He doesn’t give you the reaction you expect. Instead of his usual grimace, he smirks cockily, leaning against the counter and shaking his head at you. “What’a shame. I brought doughnuts to share and you can’t even give a poor boy some soup. Any coffee at least?”

“First of all.” You point accusingly in his direction. “I know you get a shit-ton of money as an Avenger, enough to afford some soup, fix my door, and pay five year’s worth of rent if you wanted to.” When he shrugs, you furrow your brows. “Second of all, the coffee’s three cabinets to your left, make yourself useful and get it yourself.”

As you finish up the soup, Bucky pours two cups of coffee, mixing in cream and sugar for the both of you.

You’ve been to the tower multiple times now, but you can never get used to how spacious and advanced it looked. You follow a few steps behind Bucky, watching the busy workers scramble around in awe.

It’s the first time since you’ve met that you and Bucky have a moment of silence as you walk. He guides you through hundreds of halls, turning every which way and at some point, you have to wonder if he was leading you around in circles. You don’t have much time to dwell on that thought because he eventually stops at a large intersection. A circulation desk stands before you, and a busty woman with an obnoxious smile flutters her eyelashes at Bucky. He, however, seems less than disinterested.

“Reports, Darlah?” he asks, metal hand outstretched towards her. Almost theatrically, she leans over the desk and plops a file-folder onto it, giggling when he pulls back rather quickly. He mutters a quick ‘thanks’ before opening it up to read.

You can’t help but snort at the exchange. Bucky may have hated you, but he certainly didn’t like this lady any better. Still, he tried his best to stay professional around her. “HI, I’m [Y/N],” you introduce.

A little annoyed, and a little more coldly, she eyes you up and down. “Your girlfriend, James?”

He glances between you and her before rolling his eyes. “That depends on how much you’d hate that.”

“Oh, I’d hate that very much,” she sneers unsettlingly.

Despite his back to you, you can almost see the smirk on his lips. “Then yeah, she’s very much my girlfriend.”

Your eyes widen. “Excuse me --”

“And we’re in love,” Bucky interrupts. “Sooooo madly in love, Darlah.” He turns toward you, a dreamy smile covering up his hidden anguish. “Ain’t that right, Darlin’?”

Oh fuck it. He’s gonna owe you one after this, and you weren’t going to let him forget it.

“Absolutely. Madly. In. Love.” You growl through gritted teeth. When Bucky leans in for a cheek kiss, you subtly tilt your head away, hiding your threat behind doe eyes. “Don’t push it,” you whisper. His tiny smirk kills you inside.

A sharp chorus of barks causes Bucky to stiffen as he follows you into the building. You were a kennel worker, and he still wasn’t used to the idea. How could you be so calm when all of these animals were constantly screaming for attention.

It was nice inside, at least. You kept things immaculate and organized. Different from the last time, each kennel had a stocking hanging in front of it with the dogs’ names. He’s learned to remember each one and their unique traits.

Jimmy was a shaking chihuahua, tan and a bit chubby. He acted three-times his size, challenging anyone that towered over him. Yet, whenever you approached and allowed him to sniff you, he’ll take you for his new best friend.

Geraldine was a large, bulky Rottie. Despite the stereotypes, though, she was the biggest sweetheart anyone could ever meet. She was tranquil and barely spoke. Her little nub of a tail wiggled whenever you made eye contact with her.

Minnie and Bandit were a pair of bonded poodles who loved to give kisses and would hop right into your lap without hesitation. Bucky was a victim of their slobbery attacks. They seemed to love him most. While you were working, he’d spend a few hours in their kennel especially.

But Rex? Rex was his absolute favorite. The massive Chow-chow was always ready to zoom around in the backyard, pulling whoever was on the other end of the leash in tow. Still, even when he was strong with the volunteers (and Bucky), he always treated his stuffed animals with care. He would never hurt them, and if you tried to take them away from him, he’d whimper and cry like a little baby. Bucky downright loved him.

There were a few more dogs that resided here in this kennel, and Bucky knew them all. They seemed to come and go every other day, and he doesn’t dare forget. It’s something you can appreciate about the brooding soldier.

“No,” you call out over your shoulder without having to look back. You internally curse at Bucky, seeing him toss a bit of his donut into Rex’s cage. “If he has diarrhea, you’re cleaning it up, asshole.” Bucky simply laughs and tosses you a thumbs-up.

You go on about your daily routine, feeding one dog after the other and overseeing operations as volunteers come to walk them. Meanwhile, Bucky’s in Minnie’s and Bandit’s kennel, scribbling messy doodles of them in his notepad (his professional one for notes, no less). As you wash a few bowls, you can’t help but notice how loud his laughter is, ringing out throughout the building. It was something you never knew you needed until now.

Breaking through that deep laugh is your phone’s ringtone. It clatters against the metal table, earning loud barks from the dogs. You roll your eyes and pick it up.

He never knew when to wait.

As you talk on the phone, you fail to notice that Bucky’s listening intently.

“Yes?” you mutter.

Steve?

“You can’t just call me whenever you want, Ash. I’m sorry but -”

Not Steve.

Bucky slips out from the kennel and leans against it, curiously watching as you pace back and forth in stress.

“No, no. I’m sorry. I’ll be home tonight….You what? -” You frantically wring your hands, glancing up at the clock. Begrudgingly, you sigh. “Okay. I better clean up then.”

When you hang up, Bucky can see the anxiety only grow. Your eyebrows furrow tightly and without having to look closely, Bucky can tell that you’re on the verge of tears.

“Who was that?” He can’t help but ask. You were usually pretty good at hiding things, so whoever was bothering you this much must be a huge asshole.

“My boyfriend,” you answer tersely.

When you turn your back to him, you don’t see the red creeping up Bucky’s face.

#bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #bucky x reader #reader insert #reader imagine #wolf writes #the number 25 #series #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #the avengers #the winter soldier #white wolf #captain america #marvel #mcu #angst #fluff

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schostakowitsch-remade · 6 years

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i watched videos of some of the repo! songs to get a feel for how gory the movie is (EXTREMELY but cartoonishly so) and i gotta ask what in the name of jesus fucking christ was rotti largo thinking when he put nathan wallace, anxiety dad no. 1, in all-black latex fetish gear isn’t there anything fucking normal abt this company, why do amber’s bodyguards have dog collars and why do the genterns have these fucking plastic masks over their faces, we can see you bitch

#I’M SO ??????????????????????#silas.txt #repo! the genetic opera #reblog this i make high-quality observations

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blacklodgemusictx · 6 years

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Building a Shadow Cast

I wasn’t in a position to know of all the costs involved with the Rocky Horror shadow cast I am in so I thought I’d try with Repo.

“How much does it cost to put together a shadow cast?” you may ask. Well, I fully intend on using this document to keep a running tally. I will update whenever I expend more money:

-- “Legal Assassin” creepy, antique wheelchair: 235.00 (plus 75.00 in gas required for the 6 hour round trip to go get it)

-- Graverobber’s 21st Century Cure Lantern: 14.99 on Amazon: http://a.co/4gSn7dc

-- Nathan’s stethoscope - 5.49 on Amazon http://a.co/dIbIOVk

-- Gas masks for Rotti’s bodyguards: 101.61 on ebay

https://www.ebay.com/itm/Israeli-Gas-Mask-w-Genuine-Military-Sealed-NATO-Filter-Full-NBC-Protection-NEW/291897828864

So as of

6/12/18, I am up to: 438.20... props only. This is not counting the costuming odds and ends I have been acquiring here and there since I had the idea to do this... three years ago.

08/10/10:

Henchlady stuff:

-- Airsoft “rifles” x 2 w/ free shipping from eBay: 17.95

-- Handguns x 2 18.50 from Amazon: http://a.co/2EABEmB

-- Prop cattle prods (with real lights and sounds!) x 2 from eBay: 39.70

Antique doctor’s bag from eBay. Falling apart, but the price was right: 18.75

Victim bit gag from eBay: 7.98

Projector screen from Amazon 69.99: http://a.co/inor9xX

Projector from Amazon 89.99: http://a.co/2HxLUeN

5 more copies of the movie so members of the cast would have their own to study: http://a.co/i3bKy58 43.25 from Amazon

So this is by no means a complete running total as there is stuff missing from this list that I didn’t get a receipt for (Single Mom’s coat from Salvation Army, etc) or don’t have pictures of right now, but that bring us up to:

744.32

Rights to show the movie (it’s a tiered system so I paid for the first tier since I have no idea how many people will come this first time):

195.00

So now we are looking at: 939.32

There has already been acquisition of a website (genetic-opera.com) as well as Facebook and billboard advertising, but let’s just leave it right there for now.

#props #cosplay props #shadowcast #repo! the genetic opera #repo #graverobber #21st century cure #repoman #nathan wallace #cost #repo 10th anniversary #antique wheelchair #stethoscope #gas masks #lantern #my blunt companion #i remember

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gourdeous-vladdy3790 · 6 years

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Characters for the Interactive Story:

Babies/Rookies/Rookie-Not-Rookies:

Yanni Gourde - Leader of the Baby Bolts, Captain Crunch, Now a Sophomore Bolt and a tiger with ADD

Matthew Peca “Matty” - Flirtatious, Best friend of Yanni and Adam’s

Brettulet Howden “Brett”/”Bretty” - Now a Ranger, Damsel pretty boy

Jonne Tammela “Tammy” - Sassy Finn

Otto Somppi “Somps” - In love with Vladdy Namestnikov

Taylor Raddysh “Raddy” - In a long-distance relationship with Brett

Libor Hajek “Libas” - Now a Ranger, Dragon (sidekick of Vesey’s)

Anthony Cirelli “Tony”/”Cirsy” - Loves the theatre

Mikhail Sergachev “Misha” - Babysitter

Brayden Point “Bray”/”Pointer”/”Pointsy” - Baby Bolt, Yanni’s best friend

Adam Erne “Addy”/”Rottie” - Rottweiler

Alexey Lipanov “Lippy” - Giggly, outgoing, baby Vladdy

Alex Volkov “Volky” - Quiet, stern, loves snickerdoodles, a baby Kuch

Mitchell Stephens - Easily annoyed, but loves to joke and is quick to become jealous; New Captain Crunch

Olivier Archambault “Archy” - Problem drinker/partier, young TJ

Carter Verhaeghe “Vera” - Know-it-all, smartie

Dominik Masin “Domy” - Baby who gets jealous of other babies

Matthew Spencer “Spenny” - Shane’s older, more protective brother-type

Shane Conacher “Little Cons” - Loves to hug and smile, a baby

Alex Barre-Boulet “Bear” - Quiet, shy kid

Bolts/Ex-Bolts/NHLers:

Vladislav Namestnikov “Vladdy” - Temporarily trapped in NY

Tyler Johnson “TJ”/”Johnny” - Chief of worrying

Nikita Kucherov “Kuch”/”Kuchy” - Cookie-loving black wolf shapeshifter

Ondrej Palat “Pally” - Babysitter to Kuch

Victor Hedman “Heddy” - Grumpy Defenseman

Steven Stamkos “Stammer” - Vladdy’s father, Captain of the Lightning

Ryan Callahan “Cally” - Loves Arby’s and pranking, protective father of Bray, Yanni, Adam and Matty

Andrej Sustr “Shu” - “I’m A Giraffe!”

Alex Killorn “Killer” - “Your mom” jokes

Anton Stralman “Stralsy” - Papa Stralsy, wise beyond his years, oldest Bolt

Slater Koekkoek - Likes naps -- Naperoonskis

Jake Dotchin “Dotch” - Stupid, frat boy

Jonathan Drouin “Jo” - Used to tell “your mom” jokes, now rots in Montreal

Brian Boyle “Boyler” - Proud papa, now a New Jersey Devil

JT Brown - Gamer, now an Anaheim Duck

JT Miller “Millsy” - Anti-Vladdy, serious, straddles the insanity line and is often questioned about being good or evil, but he’s a sweetheart

Ryan McDonough “Donut” - Former Ranger, knowledgeable about breaking and entering

Andrei Vasilevskiy “Vasy” - Loves to hug and likes kitties

Jimmy Vesey “Vese” - Former bad guy, who is reformed and builds a group known as the VPF

Pavel Buchnevich “Buch”/”Buchy” - Russian-speaking Jaguar who loves Broccoli

Jesper Fast “Jessie” - Hyper Border Collie puppy who is dangerprone

Chris Kreider “Kreids” - Captain #1 of the NYR

Lias Andersson - Giggly Swede

Filip Chytil “Cheetos” - Giggly Czech, loved by Zuccs and Mika

Neal Pionk “Pisy” - Shy Baby Ranger, who is very limited in his outgoing-ness (shy to strangers)

Mika Zibanejad “Ziby” - Captain #2 of the NYR, Arctic Fox

Mats Zuccarello “Zuccs” - Captain #3 of the NYR (Killed in the beginning of Story 2)

Brady Skjei “Sky” - Vesey’s ex, who still cares about him (Killed in the beginning of Story 2)

Ryan Spooner “Spoons” - DJ-type, in charge of music (Killed in the beginning of Story 2)

Brendan Gallagher “Gally” - Reformed Villain, Evil was ousted from him when he attacked Vladdy and “exploded”, Red Dragon

Artturi Lehkonen “Lehky” - Gally and Chucky’s adoptive child, also Vladdy’s

Alex Galchenyuk “Chucky” - Gally’s mate, Purple Dragon

RIP:

Jason Garrison “Garry” - Dead

Braydon Coburn “Coby” - Dead

Valtteri Filppula “Val”/”Fil” - Philly/Dead

Nikita Nesterov “Nesty” - Dead

Cedric Paquette “Ceddy” - Dead

Ryan Lohin - Dead, Impaled by Andrew Shaw’s spike

Villains:

Taylor Hall “Hallsy” - New Jersey’s Villain

Jonathan Drouin “Jo” - New Montreal Villain

Andrew Shaw “Shawzy” - Dragon

Shea Weber - Jo’s sidekick/bodyguard tough guy, does the dirty work mostly

Matthew Tkachuk - Calgary’s Bad Boy

Garnet Hathaway - Tkachuk’s sidekick partner

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