#sevs yaps

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Yapping about the TF 141 reincarnation-soulmate au

‘Cause I wanna put out something (my brains worms are too itchy they need to be let out) but care not for formats so here we are

I was working thru a one-shot but mentally died at how i kept thinking of how the next line would go and i didnt want that pressure when im alrd being crushed by acads lol

OG Idea here! Masterlist here!

Chaotic reading ahead

Price feels guilty for proposing the idea to the guys that there maybe a 5th person involved

He’s seeing their relationship crumble before his very eyes as each recon and intelligence gathering mission comes out empty and a bust

They’re all down in dumps

Until one day, the new recruits come in and they feel a tingle inside of them

Sensing this familiar feeling, they all looked at each other and dressed up as fast as they could

Running thru the base and the courtyards were all of the new recruits were situated

Seeing these high ranking men come out, the newbies immediately stood at attention and saluted

Collecting themselves (they had to at least try to keep an image of decency) they nodded and commanded them to be at ease

Once they did, they split up and went to follow the wringling feeling thats feathering up in their soul

They can feel its pulsation growing louder

Their hair standing on ends

And then you lock eyes with them.

Immediately, their eyes shine.

But they were so happy that they had ignored your’s hadn’t.

That zing? Never happened.

But why would they care? They only cared about touching you the moment they saw you.

Thats what exactly Soap did— gathering you in his arms and he could just feel at how his soul be put back together, healed and whole.

The others did the same in a group hug, crying and sighing in relief.

The emotions were high and all the memories were overloading their brains.

So they missed it.

Missed at how you screamed bloody murder for them to let you go.

Missed at how you were begging to be stopped being thrown around.

Missed at how you tears were in fear— not happiness.

You didn’t know what was happening— why these high ranking officers were suddenly muffling you in their arms, touching you in all sorts of ways that just made it so inappropriate, uncomfortable, and just inconsiderate of how you felt.

You didn’t like being snuck up on or people touching you.

It was just too much.

So much so that the other people in your previous squad ran to get a superior, because there was no way in hell they were getting four burly men off you.

Only when Soap had finally calmed down did he notice and felt how you were in distress and disarray that he roared for his other partners to let go.

This snaps the three of them out of and they stare down at you— red eyes, tears stricken cheeks, hands shaking

Oh they fucked up.

But why?

They couldn’t ask why until they were shoved aside by a medic who was trying to calm you down and take your vitals— your mates somewhat besides you as they try to relax you as well

The tf 141 men hear a booming voice behind them and they knew they were in deeeeeeep trouble with Laswell

The men were happy but guilty— what happened? Was meeting all four of them at the same time overwhelming for your psyche? Did soul memories overload you?

Did those memories traumatize you?

What were you doing before you all meet again?

Even with all their memories intact, the last memory they could search for you in their subconsciousness was one of their firsts lives with you

And they feel so fucking bad that its been eons since they’ve last seen you.

It goes so far back- way too back that there’s not enough time in this timeline to make it up to you, and they’ve already fucked it all up.

Seeing your adverse reaction to them being in the same room made their hearts sink, throats tight despite the their souls singing at the sight of you.

You were so scared of them.

Seated so far away from them as your eyes screamed for them to stay away, but they couldn’t— not when you’re like this…

But Laswell snaps them out of it, explaining the point that it was because of them that you were acting like this, reacting like this.

So, they stayed still, obeyed and did what they were told— only so they could have a chance to hold you, pamper you, treat you so well that you’ll always remember to go back to them.

Though, their feel their souls burn at the thought of you already being taken and being violated through their force of forcing a soul connection with you earlier.

How were you already taken?

You shrugged, saying that your current partner was there for you, even if you didn’t have a zing.

You…didn’t have… a zing?

But, didn’t you feel them earlier— when your eyes connected to their’s?

No, you didn’t.

You just heard their stomping and looked up to see it, only for those same boots to go running straight at you like a stampede.

You didn’t know why didn’t you feel anything.

And they don’t know what’s worse.

To have not met you and kept chasing forever.

Or to be healed up again, only to be broken once more by the very person who fixed it.

Unknowingly.

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Smrh smth before dreams thoughts

If Tf141 being demigods were taught a lesson by a human who had the nerve to challenge them for their position.

And they lose.

Utterly, unexpected, and inexplicable.

And they lose their rights and powers as demigods, which leads them to now living in the human realm as mediocre famers and various other odd jobs.

But you soon come into the picture from out of nowhere to encourage them to get their status back. So they do try, enduring through a journey as a group of oddballs with weird quirks and they begin to endure the same trials and tribulations they’ve stipulated for the human and are even faced with a greater challenge which was to adapt into human culture.

Which you were now the basis off, and- quite frankly and act as their guide throughout.

Whether it be platonic or romance- just know that these four will stop at nothing just to get a taste of home.

DND inspired because legends of avantris is so silly and the prospects of my love for lore in greek and roman mythology go crazy

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Random dream saga continues but its before me sleeping so… yeah anyways not keeping track anymore

BUT!!!

Drag Racer! Soap got me on a chokehold right now.

He’s definitely the type of gut to skid down the track with zero care for the street rules, quickly speeding down as fast as possible against his opponents— even scaring them sometimes by going a little to near to them with a drift or a rev.

Drag Racer! Soap totally mods his own cars, spending all of his precious time and money to make it to his taste and to make sure its in peak condition before every race.

Drag Racer! Soap reads people so well that by the time he races them- he’s got them in the palm of his hands. Skidding past them and performing drinks at high speeds right in front of them.

Mechanic! Ghost would always scold Johnny for altering the fixes he made on his car and for the amount money he spends on materials to “fix it up” himself.

Mechanic! Ghost soon becomes a part of his “team” that Johnny was making (for some reason) and is the consultant to the secrets of making Soap’s car peak and not like any other.

Sponsor! Price is a rich man that loves making his bets on racing, and one day sees Soap and his races— immediately betting on him and winning more than half pot all for him.

Sponsor! Price shares those winnings with Soap— who is more than happy to get extra funds, in which Price notices, so he gives him an offer with him as his sponsor.

Sponsor! Price shakes on their terms and is providing the best services and facilities for Soap and his team to use.

Strategist! Gaz is both an information collector and a fellow racer Soap managed to convince to join him and his crew.

Strategist! Gaz was the one providing Soap with all the necessary connections, from him being a rookie racer to an all-star well-known racer that’s broken records.

Strategist! Gaz races Soap and challenges him often, not to just test his car’s continuous and never ending updates— but to also show off his own skills that he picked up as a racer, sometimes being able to smoke Soap in the ass.

(And maybe i dont know, have you also as an unnamed infamous racer but currently under the guise as their cheerleader— wanting to know the secrets behind Soap’s car and if it so happened to be, the rest of his team as well)