I am like, bowing down at this and almost crying and mentally fist pumping along with Zaida. THIS. IS. SO. AWESOME.
I love how you can tell immediately that Zaida is David's daughter, she has that same fire and strong will and...Villa-ness, I'm just going to call it :P I love reading strong female protagonists like her, because there just aren't enough of them in football (and basically everything else) these days.
David is such an awesome dad. He's not a coddling, oh-honey-I'll-let-you-braid-my-hair-and-sing-lullabies-to-you father and I never expected him to be and because he's not, because he has moments when he has nothing to say and he wants to reassure his children and yet he doesn't know how to do it, but he loves them so much and that love just clearly shines through. He is just such a wonderful dad - for a second, I was like, oh I wish he was my Dad and then I'm like o_O no, wth, I want him to be my hubby, where did that thought come from? I blame you for writing dad!David so awesomely
She has to take several gulps, for air, to fight down the rest of the tears. "They said I can't -- I can't play -- "
"Bullshit," her father says, and it's so far from what she's expecting that she physically starts.
The doctor said, she feels like she should say, or But they'll have to operate, I might not even-- Instead she doesn't move, waiting, trying to choke back even the smallest shudder: unable, try as she might, to stamp out the wild surge of hope.
"Listen to me," he says into her ear, fierce and savage. "Fuck them. They don't know what the fuck they're talking about. It's not over unless you want it to be."
His arms tighten and he gives her a little shake.
"They don't think it's worth it. They think it's too much, too much money or too much work or too much time. They don't know you. Understand? You can do it. It'll be hard but if you want it, we -- you can do it. I can get the right people, they'll work with you, or -- " He takes a breath.
"Or me," he says. "Every day, if you want. I swear. I swear."
I am just in love with this whole...giant chunk of fic. Amongst many other giant chunks of fic.
The smile he gives her has a feral edge. It's not a parent's: it's a player's. I just love lines like this. And that other one about him not smiling. Because David is a footballer, and that shines through very clearly as well. He's a father and he's a footballer and because football is so much a part of him, sometimes Zaida resents him for it, because people see her as "David Villa's daughter" rather than "Zaida Villa", and yet it is precisely because of all that football in him that he understands Zaida so much. And they can bond in a special way because they both love something so passionately. And I think, that message just really, really shows in this fic with every other line, and I love how you do it. The way you write - you don't have to state something to show it so clearly, and it's just amazing.
btw, is Gonzalez Raul's son? (I'd like to see him dating Zaida and then coming over for dinner with Raul to David's house :P)
sorry for this essay-like comment. I really loved this :) although you really scared me with the Zaida broken leg thing (and it reminded me of David's tibia </3), but hell yeah, she did not back down and she came back as amazing as ever :D Like father, like daughter.
and now...off to finish English at 1 in the morning. sigh...why can't I write fanfiction for my English assignments?
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Date: 2012-01-24 06:07 am (UTC)I love how you can tell immediately that Zaida is David's daughter, she has that same fire and strong will and...Villa-ness, I'm just going to call it :P I love reading strong female protagonists like her, because there just aren't enough of them in football (and basically everything else) these days.
David is such an awesome dad. He's not a coddling, oh-honey-I'll-let-you-braid-my-hair-and-sing-lullabies-to-you father and I never expected him to be and because he's not, because he has moments when he has nothing to say and he wants to reassure his children and yet he doesn't know how to do it, but he loves them so much and that love just clearly shines through. He is just such a wonderful dad - for a second, I was like, oh I wish he was my Dad and then I'm like o_O no, wth, I want him to be my hubby, where did that thought come from?
I blame you for writing dad!David so awesomelyShe has to take several gulps, for air, to fight down the rest of the tears. "They said I can't -- I can't play -- "
"Bullshit," her father says, and it's so far from what she's expecting that she physically starts.
The doctor said, she feels like she should say, or But they'll have to operate, I might not even-- Instead she doesn't move, waiting, trying to choke back even the smallest shudder: unable, try as she might, to stamp out the wild surge of hope.
"Listen to me," he says into her ear, fierce and savage. "Fuck them. They don't know what the fuck they're talking about. It's not over unless you want it to be."
His arms tighten and he gives her a little shake.
"They don't think it's worth it. They think it's too much, too much money or too much work or too much time. They don't know you. Understand? You can do it. It'll be hard but if you want it, we -- you can do it. I can get the right people, they'll work with you, or -- " He takes a breath.
"Or me," he says. "Every day, if you want. I swear. I swear."
I am just in love with this whole...giant chunk of fic. Amongst many other giant chunks of fic.
The smile he gives her has a feral edge. It's not a parent's: it's a player's. I just love lines like this. And that other one about him not smiling. Because David is a footballer, and that shines through very clearly as well. He's a father and he's a footballer and because football is so much a part of him, sometimes Zaida resents him for it, because people see her as "David Villa's daughter" rather than "Zaida Villa", and yet it is precisely because of all that football in him that he understands Zaida so much. And they can bond in a special way because they both love something so passionately. And I think, that message just really, really shows in this fic with every other line, and I love how you do it. The way you write - you don't have to state something to show it so clearly, and it's just amazing.
btw, is Gonzalez Raul's son? (I'd like to see him dating Zaida and then coming over for dinner with Raul to David's house :P)
sorry for this essay-like comment. I really loved this :) although you really scared me with the Zaida broken leg thing (and it reminded me of David's tibia </3), but hell yeah, she did not back down and she came back as amazing as ever :D Like father, like daughter. and now...off to finish English at 1 in the morning. sigh...why can't I write fanfiction for my English assignments?