Ilthit (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ilthit) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
femslashficlets2020-05-03 02:34 pm
ilthit) wrote in femslashficlets2020-05-03 02:34 pm
Entry tags:
[Tarot] Trials (Original)
Title: Trials
Fandom: Original
Pairing: Prudence Gao/Eve Morris
Rating: G
Prompt: Hierophant
Word Count: 285
Summary: Discussing prejudiced family member.
"It won't work," said Prudence quietly, her head resting on Eve's shoulder. "You shouldn't have to try so hard. You shouldn't have to try at all." The two of them had stolen a moment on Aunt Amelia's porch swing, the sprawl of the beautiful garden lost in the dark of the night. Golden light from the window behind them made Eve's skin glow. Inside, her aunt held court still, sharing drinks and swapping stories with her cousins.
"I'm starting to get the idea," Eve said tightly, "and I can't figure out if it's because we're gay, or because I'm black."
Pru traced her finger over Eve's wrist, wanting to memorize it, to have its electric prickle on her fingers still when they had to go back into the light. She wanted to smother Eve in all the love she deserved. "She needs time," Pru replied, because she wasn't sure either. It was probably a little bit of both. "To get used to you. Get used to the fact I won't find a nice guy someday. She's opened the door and that... It means something. I mean, I'm taking it. If it's all I get."
Eve rested her cheek on Pru's head. "I know she means a lot to you."
Pru shook her head. "I'll never be able to repay her for what she did for me. And she's stubborn as hell. You can't change her mind. You just have to wait for her to change it herself."
"I know someone else like that," said Eve. Pru raised her head and pressed a kiss on the curve of her smile.
Eve was right. Amelia would never change Pru's mind, either. Not when it came to Eve.
Fandom: Original
Pairing: Prudence Gao/Eve Morris
Rating: G
Prompt: Hierophant
Word Count: 285
Summary: Discussing prejudiced family member.
"It won't work," said Prudence quietly, her head resting on Eve's shoulder. "You shouldn't have to try so hard. You shouldn't have to try at all." The two of them had stolen a moment on Aunt Amelia's porch swing, the sprawl of the beautiful garden lost in the dark of the night. Golden light from the window behind them made Eve's skin glow. Inside, her aunt held court still, sharing drinks and swapping stories with her cousins.
"I'm starting to get the idea," Eve said tightly, "and I can't figure out if it's because we're gay, or because I'm black."
Pru traced her finger over Eve's wrist, wanting to memorize it, to have its electric prickle on her fingers still when they had to go back into the light. She wanted to smother Eve in all the love she deserved. "She needs time," Pru replied, because she wasn't sure either. It was probably a little bit of both. "To get used to you. Get used to the fact I won't find a nice guy someday. She's opened the door and that... It means something. I mean, I'm taking it. If it's all I get."
Eve rested her cheek on Pru's head. "I know she means a lot to you."
Pru shook her head. "I'll never be able to repay her for what she did for me. And she's stubborn as hell. You can't change her mind. You just have to wait for her to change it herself."
"I know someone else like that," said Eve. Pru raised her head and pressed a kiss on the curve of her smile.
Eve was right. Amelia would never change Pru's mind, either. Not when it came to Eve.
no subject
no subject