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gammaliminal · 9 months

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Neon Troupe: The Corps

(project intro)

The employers and show runners of this turf war! Outlook Resurrection Grant, Past Nations reKindled, and 3rd Rate Directors are the main factions to consider, being megacorps (though 3RD is a "regular" corp) and involved in the Contractor's war.

The Outlook Resurrection Grant - ORG The outlook of the world's future is a bit bleak right now. What with the Cold War, nuclear threat, panopticons, and the occasional out of control robot. So, after the previous megacorps broke up, a bunch of companies resolved to fix it. How so? By buying out other corporations, fraud, and being a Ponzi scheme. Obviously. And so came the Outlook Resurrection Grant, here to save the future with spending the least amount of money possible to somewhat stabilize the Doomsday Clock. They do occasionally work towards their utopic vision of the future they're going for, through R&D, inventing, etc; giving grants and such to other companies. But mostly they just sit on their asses and let their subsidiaries do the work for them.

Color: ORanGe Theme: Utopic Futurism, warm colored lighting and a clean look A/D: Attacking

Past Nations reKindled - PNK Instead of looking towards the future, they look towards the past. In direct rivalry with ORG even before the turf war broke out, they advocate getting a better world by hindsight. Ironically they advocate for industrialism of the 60s, perhaps nostalgia blinded them as to what happened then? In any case just like ORG they rarely advance their goals themselves, letting their smaller parts do it for them. When they do it's usually with philanthropy thinly disguising trying to gain reputation with the disenfranchised.

Color: PiNK Theme: Grounded Industry, cold lighting with a messy look A/D: Defending

3rd Rate Directors - 3RD Just behind in third place to ORG and PNK (though, they're are in 1st and 2nd place depending on the day), is the show runners of this war. While most don't pay attention to them due to them "just being some journalism corp", they're the supplies, planners, informants, and spies of the turf war and mostly profiting off of it. Hopefully, for as long as they can. You won't see them in the field besides maybe behind bulletproof glass.

Color: Red Theme: Just in the background, dressed in whatever disguises them A/D: N/A

(And thus, the corps! thanks to @thedevilandhisbride for the WONDERFUL logo designs!)

#neon troupe #neon troupe LOREEEEE #fan project #tf2 fanproject #tf2 #i might've implied some version of tf2 happened before...#but that's up to interpretation!#also the like #administrator third party is red bc orange + pink is a lightish red #but that was too near orange so i just made them red-#Ξλ post

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ozymoron · 9 months

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this is what red sounds like. if you even care

#⚠️#personal #music #when i listen to this song i see red in my brain #and redish purples #the high parts are a lightish teal colour #Spotify

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mango-shpango · 2 years

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i got the c!tommy cardigan oh god

#its not blue blue its like a lightish grey blue but i also am wearing like cacis kinda so 🧍‍♂️#all i need is a realt dull red bandana and boom im c!tommy bri

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strqyr · 18 days

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my fave branwen things:

raven has red eyes and lightish red aura & qrow has lightish red eyes and red aura

hero / monster dichotomy

"the branwen twins have always been... interesting, to say the least." <- thank you oobleck for the food

their weapons are named harbinger & omen, like who came up with the name first and who followed along or was it a team effort? i need answers.

what is up with their semblances, they're so in sync in the angstiest way possible that i'm just AUGH

speaking of angst: their backstory is painful but also super interesting to explore. would like to see it one day :')

they really are birds

#rwby #raven branwen #qrow branwen #branwen twins #there's sure to be more but i forget

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harrysthighertat · 1 year

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Valentine’s Day

summary: you come home from a long, shitty day of work to a Valentine's Day surprise from Harry.

warnings: fluff and implied smut

word count: 2.3k

a/n: I'm a little nervous to post this cause this is the first blurb I've ever written. I really enjoyed writing it tho and I can definitely see myself writing more of them in the future, so I'd love to hear your thoughts and feedback. sorry if it ends a little abruptly, it's way past midnight and my brain was fried by the end of this. but I hope you still enjoy it! :)

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It's 7.30PM when you finally park your car in front of you and Harry's shared apartment. You let out a sigh while turning the engine off. No matter how much you love your job, the extra work, stress and having to stay at the office late to cover for your coworker's maternity leave, was wearing you out and you felt incredibly guilty towards Harry for coming home so late and going to bed so soon after arriving home from work. The past few months have been a constant cycle of waking up at 5AM, being at the office until at least 7PM, having dinner with Harry while trying very hard to keep your eyes open and hold a conversation with him then going to bed straight after dinner and repeat.

Thus, you were incredibly grateful when Harry offered to not do anything special for Valentine's Day and make up for it when work wasn't so busy. It meant that you wouldn't have to lose any of your much needed sleep on getting him a gift or preparing a surprise for him. And Harry deserved better than getting a half assed gift after how much he's been there for you during this stressful time. Every evening he insists on packing your lunch for the next day, he wakes up at the crack of dawn with you just so he can kiss you goodbye and wish you luck at work and he leaves sweet little handwritten notes everywhere saying how much he loves you and how proud he is of you, just to name a few out of a million things he does for you. You wanted to show him your gratitude with the most special surprise because he deserved nothing less, but unfortunately it had to wait.

Although Harry missed spending quality time with you, especially on a day such as Valentine's Day, he knew that it was only a couple of days until your coworker was back at the office and he would get to spend his evenings loving on you again.

Earlier that day you had texted Harry notifying him that you'd have to stay at the office late again. You offered to grab some takeout on the way home, which had become a habit of yours over the past couple of months because of how bad you felt that Harry had to do the daily household chores and cook for both of you while also having work of his own and barely getting to spend time with you, but he told you not to worry about it.

You grab your stuff from the passenger seat and step out of your car onto the sidewalk. You walk up the couple of steps to your front door, unlock it and push the door open. As you enter the apartment, you're welcomed by the smell of homemade food and your body immediately relaxes. You put your keys in the basket on the side table in the hallway and place your bag underneath it. Then you shrug off your coat, put it on the hanger and change from your boots to a pair of warm, fuzzy slippers.

Once you've checked yourself in the mirror, you walk towards the noises coming from the kitchen. In the doorway to the kitchen you stop yourself and look at the scene in front of you in awe. Not only do you see your boyfriend, who’s putting away the kitchenware that he’s used while wearing a pink and red polka dot apron that his mom gifted him for Christmas last year with a nice, lightish green dress shirt and fitted dark green trousers underneath, but the dinner table is beautifully decorated with bordeaux red table runners, pink lit candles and a bottle of your favorite red wine.

The smell of food is even stronger here and you notice the tray in the oven. Homemade vegan lasagna. Your favorite. In the background Dreams by Fleetwood Mac is softly playing. The soothing music, comforting smell of your favorite homemade meal and the sight of the love of your life standing right in front of you is a heavenly combination and you feel tears welling up in your eyes from how good it feels to be home, especially after the long, shitty day you had at work.

You quickly blink the tears away and walk over to your boyfriend. As Harry hears you coming up from behind, he turns around. As soon as his eyes land on his lovie's face, a smile grows on his own. “Hi baby, I didn’t hear you come home. How was work? I missed you.” He grabs your hands, pulls you closer and softly pecks your lips.

You return the favor and say “Hi bub, work wasn't too great today." Harry can tell you've had a stressful day and you don't feel like talking about it, so he doesn't press on the topic. "I'm starting to understand my coworker." You say though. "If these were my usual tasks I would also get someone to impregnate me just to have an excuse to get a couple of months off." Harry bursts out laughing and your heart flutters in your chest at the sound of it.

You almost tear up again when you say "It feels good to be home. With you. Sorry I couldn't get home sooner." Harry squeezes your hand to reassure you that it's okay.

Then you gesture to the scene behind you. "What’s all this for though?” Harry turns around to see what you mean as if he hasn't spent half of the day in the kitchen to decorate and cook and make sure everything was perfect for when you got home.

“Well, I couldn’t not treat my girl on Valentine’s Day, so I thought I’d cook you your favorite meal and decorate the table so we can have a romantic candle lit dinner tonight and celebrate Valentine's Day just a bit.”

He then remembers the other surprise he got you that morning. “Oh and I got you something else, wait here…”. He walks out of the kitchen to where he hid his surprise from you, leaving you alone in the kitchen.

A few seconds later Harry returns with a gorgeous bouquet of red, pink and white tulips. He hands them to you as he says “Happy Valentine’s day, baby.” You hesitantly accept the bouquet. When you slowly bring the flowers to your nose and inhale, the flowers smell fresh, and soothing and heavenly and remind you of a warm, sunny day in spring. Then a frown grows on your face.

“What’s wrong? Do they smell bad?” Harry asks concerned.

“No, they smell lovely.” You answer, frown still present on your face.

“Do you not like tulips? Shit, I thought tulips were your favorite. But I should’ve listened to the sweet old man at the flower shop and got you the roses that he recommended for Valentine's Day. I’m really sorry, I can go back tomorrow and get you those.” He says, panic in his voice.

Your features soften a little. “No, they are my favorite and they’re beautiful. Thank you.”

“What’s got you frowning then?”

You look down as you fumble with the flowers in your hand. “I- I just feel so bad. Everyone's out today celebrating their relationship, showering their partner with love while you barely even get to spend time with me because I leave for work so early and don't come home until the evening hours when I'm too tired to stay up for longer than an hour. I feel like such a bad partner. I didn’t even get you anything today."

"Hey, look at me." Harry says, as he grabs your hand with one of his and places the other on your chin to gently lift it so that you're looking at him. He moves his face a little closer to yours and kisses the place between your brows before moving down to your lips, placing a kiss on both of the corners of your mouth in hopes of removing the frown from your face.

"None of that. Of course I miss you, but I know how much you care about your work and I know that this is not forever. You've been working your ass off and I'm so proud of you. And I don't mind at all that you didn't get me anything today, baby. After all we said we weren’t going to do anything special today. We've got to feed ourselves wether you're busy or not and you know I love cooking, especially when it's for you. So I figured I'd cook you your favorite dinner just to make today a little more special. Plus you didn't think I made all of that lasagna just for you, right? I'm treating myself to a lovely dinner with the best company I could ever wish for too. Although if you did want to have the whole tray to yourself, I wouldn't mind either. Anything to make my baby happy. I just wanna take care of you and show you how proud I am of you for working so hard.” He rubs soothing circles on the back of your hand and kisses tip of your nose, then your left cheek, your right cheek and finally your mouth.

Then he pulls back to look at you again and you notice a smirk appear on Harry's face. "Besides, you didn't think I didn't notice my favorite lingerie set being gone from our underwear drawer this morning, did you?"

You try to suppress a smile. "I don't know what you're talking about."

He's right though. You are wearing a red, lace lingerie set underneath your outfit that you specifically decided to wear today. It's the matching lingerie set that Harry got you on his birthday as he claimed it was more a present for himself. You'd been so tired and stressed it lately that your sex drive was low and it had been a while since you and Harry had been intimate with each other. Therefore you also hadn't been able to show Harry the lingerie set in action yet, but you had secretly been hoping to change that tonight.

When you were getting dressed this morning, Harry had pretended to still be asleep while peeking at you through his eyelashes.

Harry smiles and kisses your lips. Then he leaves a trail of soft little kissen from your mouth to your neck where he stays for a few seconds while his hands roam your body until he leans back to look at you with a teasing expression on his face. "Right, so you're not wearing anything special underneath this?"

You notice Harry's eyes have turned a darker shade of green. You look behind Harry at the timer on the oven to see how much time is left before the lasagna is ready. Enough time for a little teasing.

“Want to check for yourself?” You say as seductively as possible. Harry kisses you hard and you laugh into his mouth at how fast he moves to unbutton your top and almost gets his ring stuck on it in the process. As he's working on the last button of your blouse, a loud beeping noise startles both of you. The lasagna is ready. Harry drops his head to your shoulder and sighs in frustration.

You laugh at his dramatic reaction and pat him on his back. "Come on pretty boy, if we don't eat soon I will actually eat the whole tray myself 'cause I'm starving."

During dinner you catch Harry staring at your exposed cleavage a couple of times. You hadn't bothered buttoning your blouse again because you knew it would only be a matter of time until you wouldn't be wearing a top at all.

When Harry said he was too full for desert, which you knew was only an excuse to continue what you started right before dinner because desert was his favorite and he would always leave room for it, you decided to be an even bigger tease by insisting on having a piece of the cheesecake Harry bought for desert.

The second you finish your last bite, Harry's on your side of the table. He grabs your face in both hands and presses your lips together hard. He moves one hand down to the side of your ass and taps it to signal you to get up. Once you're up he guides you to sit at the edge of the table all while kissing you passionately. He keeps one hand on the back of your head while he unbuttons the last button on your blouse, revealing the red, lace bra. He momentarily pulls back from kissing you to admire how stunning you look in his now new favorite lingerie set on you until he reattaches his lips to yours and lets his hand explore your body. After some time he starts kissing and sucking on your neck, leaving marks in different places. Harry hasn’t even touched you and you’re already a moaning mess for him. Finally he leaves a trail of kisses from your chest down to the top of your skirt. He uses his hands to bunch up your skirt around your waist and looks at you to check if you’re really okay with this. When you push his head back to your skin he laughs at your impatience and takes that as his cue to continue. He gives you one final look before his face disappears under your skirt.

It’s safe to say the lasagna wasn't the only thing that was eaten on that dinner table that night.

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lizaluvsthis · 3 months

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The Girl in Fatal Lavenders

Fanfic Written and Illustrated by @lizaluvsthis

Idea of creation by @itsajjanea

Summary: SMG4 has found someone new, much to Three's dismay. He couldn't help it but feel like something is wrong with his new "Girlfriend" and that there is something more going on with her than just being all 'kind' and 'polite' to people, especially with SMG4.

will SMG4 still end up being inlove with the Lavender Girl? or does he end up with Three's open heart

Tags: Enemies to Friends, Sun and Moon, angst, betrayal, catching feelings, comfort, hurt/comfort, drama, enemies to lovers, enemy, fluff, oblivious, slowburn, fruityass, gayness

Relationships:

SMG4/SMG3

Mario & Meggy Spletzer

Meggy & SMG3

SMG4 & Original Character

PuzzleVision(TvAdware) & Original Character

SMG3 & Mario

SMG4 & Mario

Chapter: Prologue...

A month ago…

Down from the hell hold of the monstrous abyss, the flesh and eyes, the wandering of its small parts. Scattering like worms around the floor.

As one of the pieces of rotting flesh makes its way out of the shoes where it happened to appear.

“Why isn’t this quite exciting?” a static audio of the voice played on, whereas he picked up the rotting flesh with his bare gloves. “This shall do with my perfect creation… I’d be dying to see torment with our view… don’t you just love how they suffer?”

TV Adware smiled at the small creation he made, seeing it wiggle out from the pinch of his fingers, he let it go, dropping itself to the ground as he proceedingly stomped at his failed creation.

As it dies and serves up its insides shown.

“Pointless” Adware rubs off the remaining blood from his shoe, scraping it down to the hard and solid ground. He ventured across the remains of each and part of the hell hole in search for a specific object.

The USB…

Searching through the pile of rocks, adware had finally found the missing USB… Thankfully the contents still remain on track and still keep it working.

“If I couldn’t get my hands on reach to the “Content man” then I prefer settling this, with a trick up my sleeve… my fellow friend”

Adware then raised the usb concentrating his power, putting a strong force at the object. The color that was yellow turned to the color of red, switching up to blue.

As it mixed together it formed the glow of lightish purple.

With the usb holding steady in the air, the sides bursted out black ink revealing its form. The black goo is now set free holding itself to the usb.

“My, my little creation. You seemed feisty in your little cage…” the goo shared out whispers in a quiet submerged air.

“This is going to be so… fun…” he smiled, raising both of his hands, pulling out the goo and putting it on its form.

His new creation has now been formed from the goop’s liquid. “I have a mission for you…” he walked around the creation as the goop went inside its mouth.

“Your body is in its human form, tho it wouldn’t last. Temporarily, get us our target little one. His name is SMG4” The creation opened its dead eyes, as Adware gave them the Usb.

“What shall my name be called? Master?” Receiving the usb, she held onto it with a grasp on her left hand bowing down at her creator.

“You will be named- —------” he patted her head.

“Run along creation, you will be starting this…”

The creation looked at the usb, opening her mouth as she swallowed down. Inheriting amounts of content and loads of memes giving its body life.

The dead eyes of hers began to have a sparkle.

“Do not worry master…” adware chuckled, “manners, call me PuzzleVision…”

“I will succeed my duty as a living vessel from this mortal body, and I will give back our target. SMG4…” in her truth of evil, she walked away at PuzzleVision with the devil themself. She smiled.

Seeing a close to broken computer from a feet away, still worked its own power from the software.

With just a little knowledge of memes she had from the computer, they made this as an opportunity to bring SMG4 down.

Logging in from discord, she joins a server located where SMG4 is currently active.

“Welcome to the “House of Memes” Server @----- you’re free to stay in our humble home of meme contents! Please read the #rules and be respectful to everyone, remember to put your intro at #introductions”

They quickly went to the intro channel, typing down the common notes. Name, Age, Hobbies, interests, goals, etc. Sending out the message, surprised for people to get caught up on.

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7KNightsWrld: YOO @SuperMayroGlitchy4 look at this!

SMG4: Hey there new member! Happy to have you aboard!

—----: thank you.

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This is a perfect opportunity to talk to the man and convince him.

“I hope you’re prepared for this SMG4…”

The creation hummed from their evil idea, and started to laugh. With SMG4 unaware of what will happen- His life is in its debt.

There is a picture from the media where SMG4 is having a gaming night with the orange haired girl, the red fat man, and next to him was the purple and black.

The goop suddenly recognized the faces during their last encounter with them. “Pathetic.”

They looked at the purple man, with his clear face and red eyes. Over with the beard and the hat.

He was the danger. He is a distraction. “Who would’ve guessed that a person like him could ever love SMG4?” recalling the past where he opened up to save SMG4’s life and risked everything just for him.

“Disgusting.” love is never part of them, pain and hatred ruled over the parts.

7KNightsWrld: you’re lucky to be here cause SMG4 said he’s been wanting to find a girlfriend xD

SMG4: KN STFU I’M PUTTING YOU ON MUTE-

@SMG4 set @7KNightsWrld on timeout for 24 hours

“Perfect… I’ll be his “wonderful” girlfriend…”

Her eyes turned red, craving out of Four’s wants.

This will be… Interesting…

End of Prologue...

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Next Chapter- 1 New Person, 1 New Goal

[1ST CHAPTER COMPLETED ]

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