1 - 20 of 41 Works by SoupyGoopy
Navigation
Listing Works
-
Tags
Summary
Baran’s car wasn’t amazingly roomy.
Trinity wasn’t exactly sure how she did it, but she managed to awkwardly position herself so she could kneel in the backseat. Her legs were shaky from the effort and her back was aching from the weird lean she had to do to reach Baran.
She definitely wasn't as flexible as she used to be.
-
Baran and Trinity make out in Baran's car.
-
Tags
Summary
“Hello?”
“Dr. Al-Hashimi, yes. It’s Santos. Trinity, Santos, I uhm. I’m so sorry I’m calling this late but… I just.” Her words are breathy, rushed, and slick.
Baran hears Santos take a very deep and shaky breath, and her brows furrowed intensely. She sat up from her bed, barely noticing the chill in the air from her blankets falling off her body.
“I am…” Santos grumbles and takes another breath, “Do you think you could pick me up?”
---
Baran picks up Trinity after a night of drinking.
-
Tags
Summary
Javadi was a big part of the problem, she could acknowledge that even if it made shame and guilt burn through her guts. It was an itch she couldn’t resist clawing the absolute fuck out of.
Which brought her to tonight. McKay was working late. She wouldn’t be back until the wee hours of the morning, and she asked if Javadi could stay the night at her place. And, of course, without missing a beat, Javadi agreed.
~~~
Javadi stays the night at McKay's apartment.
Series
- Part 2 of Tip the Scales
-
Tags
Summary
Santos told her that she was the prime age to "fuck around and find out", yet she couldn't fathom what the "find out" part meant.
Maybe this is what Santos meant? Having your face turn five shades darker when your mentor kneels in front of you to check on your rolled ankle?
---
Javadi rolls her ankle during her shift and ruminates while McKay checks her over.
Series
- Part 1 of Tip the Scales
-
Tags
Summary
“Come stay with me. It’s late and you shouldn’t be out.”
Lottie stared at Shauna’s thighs flexing as she crossed her legs. She blinked. It wasn’t safe to drive this late on a Saturday night. But she also wasn’t stupid.
“My mom’s not gonna be home for a bit.”
Lottie squeezed her eyes shut, “Shauna.”
---
Lottie takes Shauna home and spends the night.
Series
- Part 2 of A Boiling Simmer
-
Tags
Summary
Celebration shots turned into beer pong turned into too strong screwdrivers, and Lottie was comfortably sinking into the warmth of it. She was at ease, even if she couldn’t stop staring at Shauna.
Why did Lottie even care anyways, it was too late now. Years too late.
She turned and reached for Van, batting her eyelashes playfully, and curled her fingers around her wrists before pulling her into her space.
“Dance with me,” she said, furrowing her eyebrows together in a mock plea.
---
Lottie asks Van and Tai to dance with her.
Series
- Part 3 of A Boiling Simmer
-
Tags
Summary
Shauna would twist the rings on Lottie’s fingers. She’d hook her ankle around Lottie’s. She'd steal Lottie's drink when hers ran dry, and then she'd look at her with her big brown eyes and ask her to get another.
Were those regular everyday friend things? If Lottie saw somebody else in her place, would she think that those were regular everyday friend things?
Truth be told, she didn’t want to know the answer, even if it was all she thought about at night.
---
Lottie and Shauna smoke together at a party.
Series
- Part 1 of A Boiling Simmer
-
Tags
Summary
Even with earth shattering faith that she was right, Enid hesitated, "It feels… do you think we’ve done this before, Wednesday?"
Their eyes twinkled before turning cold and Enid felt her heart skip a beat. Her heart was attached to something that was destined to be hers, yet she wanted to pray to a God she didn’t believe in that it wasn’t true. It couldn't be.
They scoffed, "Deja Vu is nothing noteworthy."
"So then you saw it, too?"
---
Wednesday and Enid across universes.
-
Tags
Summary
“Did you come alone?”
Tai wanted to lie to save face, as if she could deny the fact that she was awkwardly standing by the bar in front of everyone for an hour. Admitting she was out of her depth was somehow more embarrassing than saying that she came alone.
“Yeah. Bad idea, maybe.”
“Maybe,” Van echoed. “But how’re you liking it?”
---
Tai goes to a bar to celebrate her twenty-first birthday.
-
Tags
Summary
“It's a cactus!” Sasha said, forcing the words out through her confusion.
Marcy stopped bouncing. It was comical how quickly her shoulders slumped into themselves and how her eyelids became lidded with exhaustion.
“You don’t like it, huh.”
Sasha couldn’t keep the guilty smile off her face, “No, he’s beautiful, it’s just.”
How could she explain it without sounding like a butthurt plant-murderer?
“I expected like, breakfast. Or maybe actual flowers.”
---
Marcy and Sasha go through the trials and tribulations of owning a cactus.
-
Tags
Summary
Even with the memories dancing in her mind’s synapses, Enid hesitated, "I think we've done this before. Do you feel like we’ve done this before?"
Their eyes twinkled before turning cold and Enid felt her heart skip a beat.
They scoffed, "Deja Vu is nothing noteworthy."
"So then you saw it, too?"
---
Decay exists as an extant form of life.Wednesday and Enid, across universes.
-
Tags
Summary
"Hey."
She cleared her throat and walked closer to Luz's chair, "Hey, we need to close."
Amity heard soft mumbling followed by a weird sigh or yawn. She couldn't really tell because Luz's face was flat on the desk. Her hands and book served as an uncomfortable pillow, pages from her newest read crumpled underneath her fingers.
---
Amity wakes up Luz so they can close the store.
-
Tags
Summary
Willow was prettier than usual. Not to say that Amity didn't find Willow pretty before, she'd always found her gorgeous but… Something about the light, or maybe it was the angle, was pulling her in.
A bee to nectar. A leaf to sunlight. Insert corny plant analogy here.
---
Amity grapples with old forgotten emotions over coffee.
-
Tags
Summary
“What happened?”
Marcy wanted to scoff at the obviousness, “There’s not enough time.”
Did Sasha not care to count the days and hours and minutes like Marcy? Did Anne count them? Regardless, now that she said it out loud, it sounded even stupider than she imagined. Why should she be worrying over something she can’t control?
---
Marcy dreads the seasons changing while sleeping over at Sasha's.
-
Tags
Summary
Sasha came to sit next to Marcy on her bed, unsure of how to approach. As if they hadn’t spent years upon years knowing each other. It made dread pool in their stomachs. Inky and solid.
“I wish you’d tell me more about what’s happened. Or about what you think.” Sasha paused and whispered, “Or about anything.”
---
Marcy and Sasha have a talk.
-
Tags
Summary
They were quiet for a few moments. Thoughts came and were then dismissed or shelved. And Sasha felt like she was going to explode if she didn’t say something even though she thought it was better to say nothing.
Words rested thick and unsure on her tongue, and she knew that Anne was waiting for her. A hesitant foot lodged in the space of a door and its frame.
Sasha cleared her throat, "I kept one of Marcy's capes."
---
Sasha and Anne hang out late at night.
-
Tags
Summary
She wasn’t sure how it happened. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to know how it happened either. It was a little funny though, and she managed to smirk at the chaos of it all.
“I asked if Cassie wanted to go on a walk right before Rue confirmed everything,” Lexi snorted, “I don’t know why I thought that would’ve helped.”
Actually, it was very funny. Extremely funny, even though her chest felt like it was being squeezed of every last drop.
---
Lexi and Jules wait to hear from Rue.
-
Tags
Summary
She was on a bench. Looking out into gray hazy nothing.
Marcy was there. Sitting right next to her with a big shining smile on her face, rambling about some sort of evolution thing. The hollowness in her chest filled with warmth and relief and affection.
It was the fucking worst.
---
Sasha has a dream about Marcy.
-
Tags
Summary
She went to the room she was sleeping in, grabbing fistfuls of her still warm blanket and briefly letting herself regret what would happen next. She then wrapped it around her shoulders and let her feet carry her downstairs to the hatch door. For Grime’s sake, she opened it as quietly as she could.
---
Sasha settles down after waking up late at night.
-
Tags
Summary
Marcy was behind on assignments. It wasn’t a surprise but it still sent a shock of ice down her spine. Academics were supposed to be what she was good at and she was good at it but. Her brain just refused sometimes.
---
Marcy tries to write an essay.