Okay fuck it, even if I don't finish it anytime soon or ever, I have 40 chapters of this fic that have been waiting to see the light of day for years and you know what, they're good, so I'm going to share them. Get ready, it's time to find Another Way
this is the WIP for the "keep it stupid-simple-- oh crap it's going to be stupid-complicated" Gwaine fanvid project I mentioned earlier. i want to add colours, transitions and overlays and ripped paper and so on-- and maybe I won't, and I'll lose steam, of which I'm already in low supply... who knows!
but anyway, enough of that, have this lil intro I put together at 11:30 pm at night :)
One of the things I love most about Sportacus is how sweet and PATIENT and understanding he is 🥺🥺💖💖💖 (I know that's 3 things ssshhhh) but one comment I get a lot about my starting to ship with him is how supportive he would be, and it's true!! And not only that, he knows that positive change doesn't happen overnight so I know he'd be proud of my highs and there for me for my lows and never ever give up on me...
It's one thing for my friends to willingly follow me into Gambit. It's another thing entirely for them to kidnap me into the Crucible without so much of a warning other than a sinister giggle.
It's been well over a week now (maybe two??) but I'm still plugging away (ever-so-slowly) at this vignette about Zara and Rook. Zara's POV is a lot of fun to write, now that I have a better sense of her character. Writing this has really solidified in my mind the kind of person she is and how she acted when she was Rook's captain and mentor. She's very calm and collected in comparison to Rook, even when under a lot of stress.
Anyways, have a little snippet that I'm proud of from today, featuring the origins of the coin trick!
Pacing back and forth across her cabin floor, she rolled the coin back and forth over her knuckles again and again. The motion was easy, almost mindless, more muscle memory than real intent. The coin trick had been her favorite way to soothe her nerves for years now. She’d picked it up out of idle curiosity after watching a street performer dining in a tavern in Bon Largo, who had chatted with her for over an hour as she fretted about something mundane, never once dropping the coin from their fingers. The same performer had later tried to steal her coin purse and ended up with nothing but a new scar for their trouble, but Zara had learned two important things from the encounter: Not to trust a warm smile and a pretty face, and that keeping her hands moving kept her mind from dwelling too much on worrisome things.
one-time tagging @space-writes because they commented on my tags about Rook learning the coin trick from Zara in one of my other snippets from this piece.
I called my dad tonight to ask his opinion on changing my vehicle insurance to something with less coverage and thus lower payments, and got advice. And I know it comes from a place of love, but I don't like how my dad makes me feel an inch tall for my choices around having Beau. I know he's a bit of a "money sink" and that I had to put his vet bills on my credit card that I am trying not to use. But it is good for my mental and physical health to have him.
My finances are always a bit tight and I am trying to cut spending where I can, work extra hours, but things are still not great. It makes me want to cry, but I also chose to prioritize things with Beau - supplements, better fitting tack, driving out to the barn more (more gas money). So I have no one to blame but myself.
He also continues to refer to where I live as "the big bad city", which is annoying.
Basically, it always feels like he wants me to move back towards home. But, while my finances are shit, my mental health is finally actually doing well, which in someways feels better.
Yeah, I have some credit card debt, but I no longer wonder how fast I have to drive off the road into a tree to make everything end right away.