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femslashficlets2019-02-26 02:45 pm
ilthit) wrote in femslashficlets2019-02-26 02:45 pm
Janelle Monáe lyrics: Residual (Ghostbusters 2016)
Title: Residual
Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016)
Characters/Pairings: Abby/Erin
Rating: PG for language
Words: 200
Notes: For the prompt “Mess me up, yeah, but no one does it better”.
Erin Gilbert.
Abby couldn’t say she’d ever put her behind. You don’t put behind the co-author of your seminal work, even if it was a seminal work that, in retrospect, needs a lot of retooling for style. The science had always been solid. Everything she’d done since then was refine the central theory that she’d cooked up with Erin during those sweaty school lunches in the library, or playing hooky from gym. Ever since they’d first met, her whole life had been all about Erin Gilbert.
But you gotta let people go. Her mom had told her that, and she’d seen it often enough. Erin never wanted to be a spooky ghost girl. She wanted to be on the cheer squad, for Christ’s sake. She wanted everyone to look at her and love her, just so she’d feel good enough.
Gotta let her go. Gotta let people be who they are, even when they’re wrong and hurting themselves for no reason. Gotta keep going, for your own heart’s sake.
It’s not a love story, except it is. It totally is. And now Erin fucking Gilbert is walking through her door, after all this time. But she moved on.
You gotta.
Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016)
Characters/Pairings: Abby/Erin
Rating: PG for language
Words: 200
Notes: For the prompt “Mess me up, yeah, but no one does it better”.
Erin Gilbert.
Abby couldn’t say she’d ever put her behind. You don’t put behind the co-author of your seminal work, even if it was a seminal work that, in retrospect, needs a lot of retooling for style. The science had always been solid. Everything she’d done since then was refine the central theory that she’d cooked up with Erin during those sweaty school lunches in the library, or playing hooky from gym. Ever since they’d first met, her whole life had been all about Erin Gilbert.
But you gotta let people go. Her mom had told her that, and she’d seen it often enough. Erin never wanted to be a spooky ghost girl. She wanted to be on the cheer squad, for Christ’s sake. She wanted everyone to look at her and love her, just so she’d feel good enough.
Gotta let her go. Gotta let people be who they are, even when they’re wrong and hurting themselves for no reason. Gotta keep going, for your own heart’s sake.
It’s not a love story, except it is. It totally is. And now Erin fucking Gilbert is walking through her door, after all this time. But she moved on.
You gotta.