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  • redteam-daydreams
    15.05.2021 - 23 hours ago

    bout to rewatch season 13 specifically to see if Sharkface ever blinks his shark eye bc whatever's left of those eyelids looks pretty fucked

    edit: BOTH EYES BLINK!!

    I doubt this is relevant info for anyone else but I'm excited about it

    #sharkpostin#rvbabble #..... do sharks blink? #this is such a small thing but it's gonna bother me so bad until i figure it out #i wonder if that means his hearings fucked in his left ear too a burn that bad might have affected more than just the outer shell #donut ↔️ sharkface HoH solidarity tho?? #hmm time for red team sharkface fic
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  • redteam-daydreams
    14.05.2021 - 2 days ago

    o shit it's dem bois waddup

    been dissociating pretty hard lately... working on breezy summertime lüks for my favorite bastards is the only thing anchoring me to this plane of existence. they're coming along I think :3c

    sharkface doesn't know the meaning of the word 'shirt' when it's summertime 😎🌴

    #my art stuff #wips #bastard rat man #unfriendly neighborhood bugman #Felixs hand and expression are placeholders but i realized it looked like he was doing the Meme so... lol #sundress mercs musings #i gotta work on those arms.... foreshortening is not my forte #I've been working on trying to understand how all those goofy muscles connect to each other too.... why are humans so complicated lol #trans sharkface woohoo #he paid good money to go around shirtless and by God he's gonna do it #I'll probably redo Locus' pose... he was the first one but rn compared to the other two he's like a store mannequin :( gotta relax buddy #actually now that I'm picking it over i think i fucked up Locus'proportions just in general 🤔 oh well I'll just redo it #sir that's my emotional support shark #i need tumblr to stop fucking up my posts pls stop that
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  • redteam-daydreams
    07.05.2021 - 1 week ago

    may I offer you a shitty meme in this trying time?

    Felix has McFuckin had it with Sharkface flirting with his man

    bonus early expression indecision. I do love threats served up with a shitty little smile

    #red vs blue #rvb#felix mcscouty #just for the record i hate that tag lol #bastard rat man #rvb mercs#rvb sharkface #sir that's my emotional support shark #shitpostin #i hate his fucking armor i almost gave up and just did orange stripes around the edges #@people who draw actual halo armor you have the patience of a saint #my art stuff
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  • toomanyf4ndoms8
    07.05.2021 - 1 week ago

    Pain is something you learn to live with part two.

    Summary: Years spent on a prison ship should calm someone down. for Terrence, it has been the opposite.

    Seven years later:

    Terrence had been imprisoned for seven years.

    He was now isolated on a prison ship to be transferred to yet another prison.

    One would think that his rage would have subsided by now, but the isolation only fed his burning rage towards those who left him alone.

    Suddenly, his cell door opened.

    Outside were two unfamiliar soldiers, and a prisoner.

    One soldier, the one with armor coloured steel with an orange trim, spoke first.

    “So, we hear you’ve been here a while, how would you feel about a parole?”

    Like I want money…

    Sneering at the rather lively man, Sharkface gave his answer.

    “I’d say you’re bluffing, and to get the fuck out.”

    Another soldier came up, this one taller and with green trims, giving another offer.

    “You have a vendetta against the freelancers. If you work for us, you will have your chance to kill them.”

    That got his attention.

    Flashing a toothy grin, he responded.

    “Count me in.”

    Those freelancers were going to burn.

    For them, and for himself.

    #rvb sharkface #Terrence Ephemera Sharkface #red vs blue #my stuff #my writing stuff #felix rvb#locus rvb#samuel ortez#isaac gates
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  • redteam-daydreams
    07.05.2021 - 1 week ago
    #red vs blue #red vs blue fic #rvb#rvb sharkface#rvb locus#samuel ortez#rvb felix #doot doot it's an update! #im so relieved to get this posted honestly ive been struggling with this chapter for a while now #updated bc I just realized link was for chapter 1 instead of 4 sorry!!!
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  • toomanyf4ndoms8
    06.05.2021 - 1 week ago

    Pain is something you learn to live with.

    Summary: after the failed mission, Terrance finds himself in the infirmary with questions and people to answer them.

    Terrence remembered the pain when he first woke up.

    The smoke filling his nostrils through his broken mask, the shattered concrete pillars around the area, and the burning all around him.

    Terrence tried to crawl away despite the agonizing pain, but then the building collapsed.

    He didn’t know how long he was there, but what he did know was that he wasn’t imagining those muffled voices from outside.

    “I’m telling you, he ain’t dead.”

    “Sir, He had a building fall on him. I know he’s tough, but this is just-

    “Wait, shut up. Do you see that?”

    Terrence felt the light pour in as he finally managed to open one of his eyes.

    The helmet of his boss greeted him, with a relieved smile evident in his words.

    “Jesus man, I knew you were a cockroach, but this is something else.”

    Terrence only managed a weak response before passing out.

    “You know me. Full of surprises…”

    Terrence returned into unconsciousness.

    Until he heard the rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor.

    And then his leader’s voice slowly becoming clearer.

    “Sharkface? Terry? Can you hear me?”

    Okay, he’s expecting something, say something cool or at the very least, coherent.

    “Fuck…”

    Well shit, time for plan b: act casual.

    “What happened?”

    Standing up from the chair, the leader sighed before giving the explanation.

    “The technicolor freaks stole the briefcase, the sarcophagus, killed Rhee Sebiel and took down a bunch of our soldiers. Boss isn’t happy about that.”

    “Long story short? We lost. Badly.”

    Looking for a distraction from the uncomfortable topic, Terrence switched to another uncomfortable topic.

    “So, what about me?”

    “Well, even though you survived, you’ll need physical therapy and surgery to fix the shattered bones. I hear they’ll be putting metal plates in to help the healing.”

    “You got a mirror?”

    Regretfully, the leader brought out a small pocket mirror, letting Terrence look upon the left half of his face coated in burn scars, along with the sunken eye.

    Silence reigned between them before it was broken by blunt words.

    “I look like shit.”

    Before he could get a response, Terrence heard the door swing open, along with the familiar agitated voice of Demo.

    “Alright, that’s it! How’s he doing, he looked at the bedridden man before him, Holy shit.”

    Looking at his friend, Terrence noticed the cybernetic arm first.

    “Lemme guess, they got you too?”

    “Not as much as they got you.”

    “Hey, fuck you.”

    Their joking argument was interrupted by Girlie, who gave a light punch to Terrence’s shoulder before giving a rare soft smile.

    “Asshole, we thought you were dead.”

    “Is that relief in your voice?”

    “Don’t push it.”

    It was then that their sniper walked in, the deadpan voice betraying the comforting words.

    “I’m thoroughly convinced you have a healing factor. A building fell on top of you. The fact that all you need is surgery and physical therapy is mind blowing.”

    Terrence was about to respond before a yawn escaped his throat.

    Seeing how the patient was tired, the leader decided to end the reunion.

    “Alright, guys, let the man rest. I’m sure Hargrove has another lecture for us.”

    Disgruntled groans filled the room as Terrence gave a final remark before passing out.

    “Damn, now I’m glad I’m stuck here…”

    With his friends, no, his family in his eyes, he returned to peace.

    -eight weeks later-

    Terrence looked over the letter in his hands as he moved over to the hospital bed.

    It took eight weeks, but he was finally back on his feet.

    Opening the letter, he saw a letter of termination, along with a sizeable cheque that should get him and the others a nice place to stay.

    Taking out his phone, Terrence sent out a message to his leader.

    Just got my termination letter. what’s the plan?

    No response.

    Demo, did you get a termination form?

    Still nothing.

    Okay, now this is strange.

    Sleeves, put down the weights and get here.

    Still nothing.

    Girlie, where the fuck is everyone?

    Still nothing.

    Cross, what happened?

    As Terrence paced around the room, a knock at the door distracted him from his rambling mind.

    Throwing open the door, Terrence tried to hide his frustration.

    “What do you want?”

    So much for that.

    The doctor spoke clinically, yet concern creeped in.

    “I have news for you.”

    “I’m not interested unless it involves my friends.”

    “Sir, that is exactly why I came to you.”

    Hope filled Terrence’s mind.

    “They’re alive?! Thank fuck! Where are they?”

    Despite his excitement, Terrence saw the doctor’s face twist in sorrow.

    No.

    He handed Terrence a tablet.

    Please no.

    The tablet showed an incident at Longshore, the same Longshore he remembered his leader say their mission would be.

    He went to a page detailing the casualties.

    Brandon smith: KIA

    Demo.

    Hannah Lane: KIA

    Girlie.

    Andrew Campbell: KIA

    Sleeves.

    James Carter: KIA

    Cross.

    Phil Miller: MIA

    Leader.

    As his mind tried to understand what happened, he turned towards the doctor.

    “Get out.”

    “Sir?”

    “GET OUT!”

    The doctor hurried out the door, leaving Terrence alone with his grief.

    He was alone.

    The only family he ever had were killed- no, murdered.

    Those freelancers were going to pay.

    He had to find them.

    Had to kill them.

    Had to get revenge.

    Had to-

    “Ah, Terrence!”

    The deep voice shook him out of his thoughts as he saw the face of his former boss, Malcolm Hargrove.

    Too conflicted for pleasantries, Terrence got to the point.

    “You sent them on that mission!”

    “What are you talking about?”

    “Longshore! Thanks to you and those Technicolor fucks, the only family I ever knew has been murdered!”

    “You cannot blame me for your team’s mistakes.”

    Terrence saw red.

    He heard screaming.

    Then he felt himself hit the floor.

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  • redteam-daydreams
    27.04.2021 - 2 weeks ago

    shout-out to @tinfoil-jones for jumpstarting the meme center in my brain wrt Sharcus lmao (still no idea what I'm doing with the what if we kissed memes tho, digital collage is not really in my wheelhouse, as evinced by the handwritten text lol)

    #i really vibe with agender Sharkface actually #Sharcus#shitpostin#memery#rvb sharkface#rvb locus #and no. i did not want to slog through the manuals to figure out how to add text so i just wrote it. too bad my hands are a lil shaky lol #rvb memes #sharkface deserves an enormous shark plushie because i love them 🥺🦈❤️ #sir that's my emotional support shark
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  • redteam-daydreams
    27.04.2021 - 2 weeks ago

    Ch 3: Realization

    Sharkface/Locus

    Summary: The pirates' scary neighborhood pyro is much like a fire himself - bright, fascinating, and radiating a warmth that's easy to relax in. A little too easy, actually.

    #sharcus#rvb locus#rvb sharkface #red vs blue fic #red vs blue #doot doot 🎉 i can get so much writing done when I'm procrastinating for other things lol #my fic
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  • redteam-daydreams
    21.04.2021 - 3 weeks ago

    Locus/Sharkface

    Summary: Sharkface stumbles upon the discovery that one of his partners in crime is ridiculously, knee-weakeningly pretty, and it’s all downhill from there.

    --

    I guess I can toot my own horn a bit over here, huh? keep forgetting that's a thing.

    anyway

    "Distraction" is now chapter 1 of a 5-chapter work called "Conduction". And there's a chapter 2, woohoo!

    #red vs blue #sharcus#rvb sharkface#rvb locus #not 100% on the overarching title but my brains stuck in fire/heat-adjacent silliness
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  • redteam-daydreams
    20.04.2021 - 3 weeks ago

    y'know......... sharcus comes with its own complimentary mascot

    #sharcus#rvb sharkface#rvb locus #I've been thinking about The Boys all damn day lol
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  • redteam-daydreams
    17.04.2021 - 4 weeks ago

    ...

    #sorry for the sharkface bender #our cat passed away #i didn't know i had a comfort character until i latched onto the tag last night with an iron fist #i love that fella 🥺
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  • killjoygem
    16.04.2021 - 4 weeks ago

    Sometimes I like to search random phrases and see what people are saying

    #that is my emotional support #i knowww that the shark one is about rvb sharkface and i love that
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  • redteam-daydreams
    16.04.2021 - 1 mont ago

    I do have a genuine question though, is it just fanon that Sharkface's name is terrence or was there something canon/-adjacent that 'confirmed' it?

    #rvb #like I'm totally into it like it fits and it's a good name but #i have no idea where it came from I've tried to track down the source before #tho my personal hc is that he buried the deadname when he picked out sharkface for his name and bites anyone who tries to deadname him #sir that's my emotional support shark
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  • trocadero-ghost
    09.04.2021 - 1 mont ago
    #red vs blue #rvb#rvb memes #rvb agent washington #rvb wash#rvb carolina#rvb sharkface
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  • polliwog-witch
    25.03.2021 - 1 mont ago

    UNFORTUNATELY we stan

    #woy human au #woy #wander over yonder #yes in fact tarkan is my hc va for human sharkface. because im gay. #conquering boyfriends
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  • rihwooby
    14.03.2021 - 2 monts ago
    #rvb ask #i like most of the villains on rvb tbh #theres Felix hes a bastard #and temple he's also a bastard #Locus who is Complicated and also switched sides #sharkface who died too soon #the chairman. fucker. #meta who was manipulated by sigma #sigma who did fucked up shit but for kinda understandable reasons #Genkins. Another bastard <3 #the director. worst dad of the year. #the counselor he's a bastard but in a different way to felix. theyre both good liars though #fake CT? idk much about him but his gf (the real CT) died :( he was kinda a dick tho #idk if south and tex count as bad guys but ppl act like they are a lot. they are badass babes <3
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  • immortal-dreamer
    10.03.2021 - 2 monts ago

    HNK v. RVB 4

    Finally made it! I’m really getting the hang of this (i used to never make fanart but like as you can that has changed)

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  • toomanyf4ndoms7
    07.03.2021 - 2 monts ago

    Pain is something you learn to live with. epilogue.

    one down.

    sorry if this feels lacking.

    Terrence had been imprisoned for seven years. He was now isolated on a prison ship to be transferred to yet another prison. One would think that his rage would have subsided by now, but the isolation only fed his burning rage towards those who left him alone. Suddenly, his cell door opened. Outside were two unfamiliar soldiers, and a prisoner. One soldier, the one with armour coloured steel with an orange trim, spoke first. “So, we hear you’ve been here a while, how would you feel about a parole and a hefty pay check if you do us a favour?” Like I want money… Sneering at the rather lively man, Sharkface gave his answer. “I’d say you’re bluffing, and to get the fuck out.” Another soldier came up, this one taller and with green trims, giving another offer. “You have a vendetta against the freelancers. If you work for us, you will have your chance to kill them.” That got his attention. Flashing a toothy grin, he responded. “Count me in.” Those freelancers were going to burn. For them, and for himself.

    #red vs blue #Terrence ephemera sharkface #sharkface#felix mcscouty#locus #my writing stuff #My stuff
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  • toomanyf4ndoms7
    06.03.2021 - 2 monts ago

    Pain is something you learn to live with. part 1.

    behold a rvb fic.

    thoughts are italics, messages are in bold.

    next part will be up later.

    Terrence remembered the pain when he first woke up.

    The smoke filling his nostrils through his broken mask, the shattered concrete pillars around the area, and the burning all around him. Terrence tried to crawl away despite the agonizing pain, but then the building collapsed. He didn’t know how long he was there, but what he did know was that he wasn’t imagining those muffled voices from outside. “I’m telling you, he ain’t dead.” “Sir, He had a building fall on him. I know he’s tough, but this is just- “Wait, shut up. Do you see that?” Terrence felt the light pour in as he finally managed to open one of his eyes. The helmet of his boss greeted him, with a relieved smile evident in his words. “Jesus man, I knew you were a cockroach, but this is something else.” Terrence only managed a weak response before passing out. “You know me. Full of surprises…” Terrence returned into unconsciousness. Until he heard the rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor. And then his leader’s voice slowly becoming clearer. “Sharkface? Terry? Can you hear me?” Okay, he’s expecting something, say something cool or at the very least, coherent. “Fuck…” Well shit, time for plan b: act casual. “What happened?” Standing up from the chair, the leader sighed before giving the explanation. “The technicolor freaks stole the briefcase, the sarcophagus, killed Rhee Sebiel and took down a bunch of our soldiers. Boss isn’t happy about that.” “Long story short? We lost. Badly.” Looking for a distraction from the uncomfortable topic, Terrence switched to another uncomfortable topic. “So, what about me?” “Well, even though you survived, you’ll need physical therapy and surgery to fix the shattered bones. I hear they’ll be putting metal plates in to help the healing.” “You got a mirror?” Regretfully, the leader brought out a small pocket mirror, letting Terrence look upon the left half of his face coated in burn scars, along with the sunken eye. Silence reigned between them before it was broken by blunt words. “I look like shit.” Before he could get a response, Terrence heard the door swing open, along with the familiar agitated voice of Demo. “Alright, that’s it! How’s he doing, he looked at the bedridden man before him, Holy shit.” Looking at his friend, Terrence noticed the cybernetic arm first. “Lemme guess, they got you too?” “Not as much as they got you.” “Hey, fuck you.” Their joking argument was interrupted by Girlie, who gave a light punch to Terrence’s shoulder before giving a rare soft smile. “Asshole, we thought you were dead.” “Is that relief in your voice?” “Don’t push it.” It was then that their sniper walked in, the deadpan voice betraying the comforting words. “I’m thoroughly convinced you have a healing factor. A building fell on top of you. The fact that all you need is surgery and physical therapy is mind blowing.” Terrence was about to respond before a yawn escaped his throat. Seeing how the patient was tired, the leader decided to end the reunion. “Alright, guys, let the man rest. I’m sure Hargrove has another lecture for us.” Disgruntled groans filled the room as Terrence gave a final remark before passing out. “Damn, now I’m glad I’m stuck here…” With his friends, no, his family in his eyes, he returned to peace. -eight weeks later- Terrence looked over the letter in his hands as he moved over to the hospital bed. It took eight weeks, but he was finally back on his feet. Opening the letter, he saw a letter of termination, along with a sizeable check that should get him and the others a nice place to stay. Taking out his phone, Terrence sent out a message to his leader. Just got my termination letter. what’s the plan? No response. Demo, did you get a termination form? Still nothing. Okay, now this is strange. Sleeves, put down the weights and get here. Still nothing. Girlie, where the fuck is everyone? Still nothing. Cross, what happened? As Terrence paced around the room, a knock at the door distracted him from his rambling mind. Throwing open the door, Terrence tried to hide his frustration. “What do you want?” So much for that. The doctor spoke clinically, yet concern creeped in. “I have news for you.” “I’m not interested unless it involves my friends.” “Sir, that is exactly why I came to you.” Hope filled Terrence’s mind. “They’re alive?! Thank fuck! Where are they?” Despite his excitement, Terrence saw the doctor’s face twist in sorrow. No. He handed Terrence a tablet. Please no. The tablet showed an incident at Longshore, the same Longshore he remembered his leader say their mission would be. He went to a page detailing the casualties. Brandon smith: KIA Demo. Hannah Lane: KIA Girlie. Andrew Campbell: KIA Sleeves. James Carter: KIA Cross. Phil Miller: MIA Leader. As his mind tried to understand what happened, he turned towards the doctor. “Get out.” “Sir?” “GET OUT!” The doctor hurried out the door, leaving Terrence alone with his grief. He was alone. The only family he ever had were killed- no, murdered. Those freelancers were going to pay. He had to find them. Had to kill them. Had to get revenge. Had to- “Ah, Terrence!” The deep voice shook him out of his thoughts as he saw the face of his former boss, Malcolm Hargrove. Too conflicted for pleasantries, Terrence got to the point. “You sent them on that mission!” “What are you talking about?” “Longshore! Thanks to you and those technicolor fucks, the only family I ever knew has been murdered!” “You cannot blame me for your team’s mistakes.” Terrence saw red. He heard screaming. Then he felt himself hit the floor.

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  • toomanyf4ndoms7
    06.03.2021 - 2 monts ago

    Sharkface fic might be up sometime tonight.

    #terrence ephemera sharkface #sharkface #red vs blue #revelations and stupidity
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