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Not wensday but here is a snippet of the retired!gamer!roommate!soap x reader (eventual poly 141) I really gotta find a name for that.....

Well it's un edited, no beta, literally just wrote it then posted it, didn't even read though it agian. Rawdogging it. Let's go

You look back over your shoulder at the sudden quiet and there Johnny stands, in the middle of the isle, stiff, eyes clouded over as he stares at nothing. Sighing you walk back over to him, your heart stitch in your throat. Remember, you tell yourself, gentle and slow,stay on the side without his wound, brush your fingers against his, DONT grab at him, he will swing. Your touch is feather light on the back of his knuckes. Soft voice, dont let the panic show, “Johnny?, Hun?” your voice is gentle as you slowly increase the pressure of your fingers on his. No response, ok time to hold his hand, slowly slide your hand into his, dont grab too hard, you dont want to be flipped again. He squeezes your hand back slightly. Ok. good sign, now bring your other hand up to his chest, center no shoulder touching, makes him irritated. You bring up said hand and gently press your palm on his chest “Hey, Darlin’ you with me?” you slowly start to rub his chest, he likes that, says it grounds him. Johnnys eyes move to look at you, still glazed over, so you bring the hand that you are holding up to your face, risky, he cound go for the throat, but all signs point to him being lost in his head, not having a flashback. So you gently press your lips to the back of his fingers. He blinks and you smile at him “Hey bud” he blinks a couple more times as his eyes focus back on you. He brings his free hand to grab at the one on his chest and smiles “Hi.” his voice is soft along with his smile as he looks down at you. You feel your smile brighten “Hi” you reply. Johnny pulls you into a hug shoving his face into your neck “Ah wis lost agin wasnt ah” 

“Yeah” you pat his back to ground him more rubbing up and down firmly “sorry” 

“ no need to apologise hun,” you pull back from him to ruffle his hair “just glad i was here”

“Youre th' best, Bee” ne nuzzles into your shoulder then stansd back up, “Richt whaur wur we “

He says with his iconic laugh, now back to his old self.

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Retired!streamer!Roommate!Soap likes to be called "nasty". He especially loves it when his bumblebee (reader) gets snappy at him, not so much mad, cuz she tends to tear up, just when she is irritated. She, on rare occasions, will snap at him, calling him disgusting with a scowle. The man LOVES that. Even better if its accompanied with a sharp glare. The man eats it up, has him drooling, wagging his tail. Yes yes call him nasty! He is!

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There is something strangely domestic about aches and pains on rainy/ foggy days.

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So, i have an idea about Retired!Streamer!Roommate! Soap x reader (eventual poly141) BUT! i dont know what Soaps gamer tag would be. Or the rest of the 141s tags, (i know Gaz will also be a streamer)

What i have right now

Soap: SoapyVet / SlipperyWhenWet

Kyle: Gaztactics / HelicopterH8er / FallingGazerd

Price: Captian141 / PriceIsRight (this one is someones username already so i dont know) / PriceCap

Ghost: Xx_Ghostman_xX / TheSpookyGuy / WhatsAllThisThen

If yall have ant suggestions, I'd love to hear!

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I have this COD au sorta thing floating in my head that started a little because of @girl-lostconnection s helldiver au. And @ghouljams cyberpunk au stuff. Also based on my favorite Milf/ my biggest hear me out, Moya from farscape, she is a living spaceship! Love her. Also inspired by that one episode of Dr who where humanity escaped earth on the back of a space whale and made a city on its back, but it was in constant pain, haven't actually seen the full episode, just clips.

So the idea is that reader, is a giant space alien, like the space whale just sorta swims though space, reader is caught and transformed into a space ship. Like she is still living, aware of everything in her body. She is of course PISSED about this. There is alot of lore to a lead up but she eventually acquires a human body. She is still connected to her original body, (body stealing was mutual dw) but she has more human emotions now. It has to be kept a secrete that she is the ship and that the ship is alive. In comes the 141 (when they first arrive her human body is somewhere else, she can still control and see though her original body tho) she dosnt like them at first, but an ai that has been attached to her makes it so she can't say anything or do anything to them. Price is the captian ofc, Gaz I think would be the pilot (up for debate) Ghost would be second in command and in charge of wepons, and Soap would be the mechanic. The trope is that soap talks to the ship like it's alive (it is but he dosnt know it yet) and worst of all, he flirts with the ship. And flirts with the others though flirting with the ship. So she starts to get a soft spot for this idiot. Something happens (spoilers if I decide to actually write this out) and she breaks though the ai holding her back and soap is the first one to notice how the ship seems to have more personality now, gaz notices the ai sounds less....ai like. They dock back at home base and after leave they come back to a woman now living in the ship. Laswell tells them that she is like a live in mechanic that she "knows the ship better than anyone" soap is ecstatic about "the Bonnie lass" who will be helping him out. Ghost is Ghost, price is apprehensive, gaz is neutral. Shenanigans ensue, reader trying to keep it a secret that she is the ship while having to deal with soap caressing her insides all gentle like and flirting, (it causes some bulbs to pop and pipes to burst lol) all of them bonding, attacks from enemies or pirates, reader trying to ignore when the 141 bang each other and stuff like that. There is an eventual reveal that she is, in fact, the ship and now that they know they have to go on the run, eventual smut that leads to the ship short circuiting (lol) weird living mechanics, and shit like that.

I don't know if I'm going to write this or not, I love the idea, and I have specific scenes in mind, but I don't know if I have the brain power or the motivation to write it.