this is truly lovely. I wish I could think of a better comment worthy of it. It's wonderful and achy and heartbreaking and the way it deals with Silva's transition to City is just so well done and the push and pull and coming to terms of Villa and Silva's relationship, just amazing. Really very lovely.
Villa falls asleep soon after, snoring in that obnoxious way he always denies doing later, even when Silva laughs and plays him the recording he took on his phone. Silva closes his eyes and wills himself to follow suit, but outside, he can hear the cars honk and faint cries of the Spanish guards petrolling the hotel gates and everything sounds painfully like home, like Unai clapping his back after a bad game and asking him quietly if everything was okay with him and Villa, like the bad jokes Joaquin makes if he misses a cross from Villa at training, "so who's sleeping on the couch tonight?", and he has to force himself not to wonder.
This makes my Valencianista heart ache so much, and it's just like, it is so clear to picture, and really easy to immerse yourself in your descriptions, as if you were in the room with them or even one of them.
dshbfjds at the next Manchester bits. just. djshf. Oh Silva. He seems so lost, even though he slowly settles among his new teammates and seems to get along with them well
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“Now everything I was scared of has already happened,” Stevie inhales deeply. “Now I have nothing to lose.”
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He sits on the bench squeezed between Llorente and Marche, trying to maintain as much of a distance as he could from Pepe, not wanting a repeat of that cryptic conversation on the phone. He watches the match dully, picturing the last time he had played at the Bernabeu. It was almost a year ago, he realized, and it simultaneously felt so distant and so close. He watches Villa’s face screw up in frustration as a pass he serves Pedro skims off the goalie’s hand: he had less lines on his face, then, less stubble, that day, but no less frustration. Villa had fucked him later in the showers, and he had whimpered and bitten his own forearm in a bid to stay as quiet as he could, attuned to any surrounding sounds even though it was “just Valencia”; later, they had watched old soaps until 2 a.m. on their room’s clunky television set, fingers intertwined between their tired bodies.LDSJHFJKSHJKFHDSHFSD
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Ugh, I don't follow any of the pairings in this sotry, but I just wanted something to read, and damn, this really tugs on your heartstrings. And I learned so much football trivia too! Unai Emery sounds like a brilliant person.
PS I've always written Xabi as a smoker too. I think there were pictures of him in RAWK, taken by a fan during one of the pre-season tours. He was smoking a cigarette then in one of the pubs/bars of the hotel? I can't find the pictures now. I also remember one RAWK member saying he spotted Xabi on a night-out before and he "smoked like a chimney."
I'm so glad you liked it despite not really reading the pairings! :) Heh, I'm glad the research bore some fruit-- I learned a lot too, primarily: where is the best place to look for match recaps of every unimportant match that ever happens in La Liga/international friendlies. Unai Emery is a brilliant person and brilliant coach, managing to keep Valencia competitive despite when they uh SOLD EVERYONE. (T_T). Too bad they heartlessly fired him.
WOW thank you for that, I didn't know? Now I feel the need to go stalk RAWK and find out more about this. i unfortunately have a huge smoking kink.
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This makes my Valencianista heart ache so much, and it's just like, it is so clear to picture, and really easy to immerse yourself in your descriptions, as if you were in the room with them or even one of them.
dshbfjds at the next Manchester bits. just. djshf. Oh Silva. He seems so lost, even though he slowly settles among his new teammates and seems to get along with them well ( ... )
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He sits on the bench squeezed between Llorente and Marche, trying to maintain as much of a distance as he could from Pepe, not wanting a repeat of that cryptic conversation on the phone. He watches the match dully, picturing the last time he had played at the Bernabeu. It was almost a year ago, he realized, and it simultaneously felt so distant and so close. He watches Villa’s face screw up in frustration as a pass he serves Pedro skims off the goalie’s hand: he had less lines on his face, then, less stubble, that day, but no less frustration. Villa had fucked him later in the showers, and he had whimpered and bitten his own forearm in a bid to stay as quiet as he could, attuned to any surrounding sounds even though it was “just Valencia”; later, they had watched old soaps until 2 a.m. on their room’s clunky television set, fingers intertwined between their tired bodies.LDSJHFJKSHJKFHDSHFSD ( ... )
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I KNOW RIGHT? i don't want my bb sad but ugh, valencia
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(kdjsfhsdklfsef are you aroundzers? sorry about yest, i uh SLEPT THE WHOLE DAY and skipped work. #employeeoftheyear2012)
bring back oldschool valencia, sarah. now even unai's left i can't even T____________T *gly crying*
that touch was totally inspired by youuuuuu/your fics.
you know joa'd just make some dirty comment there and silva would have blushed.
YAY for you thinking es natural <3
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Anyway I love THIS SO MUCH OK. SO MUCH.
THANK YOU.
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IT'S AAAAAAAALLL FOR YOUUUUUUUU
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PS I've always written Xabi as a smoker too. I think there were pictures of him in RAWK, taken by a fan during one of the pre-season tours. He was smoking a cigarette then in one of the pubs/bars of the hotel? I can't find the pictures now. I also remember one RAWK member saying he spotted Xabi on a night-out before and he "smoked like a chimney."
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WOW thank you for that, I didn't know? Now I feel the need to go stalk RAWK and find out more about this. i unfortunately have a huge smoking kink.
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