Non-Acting: Complete!
Art by the wonderful @kestrel-wylde
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Thought I should stick everything in a more polished post because Non-Acting is done! It's been a wild year and a bit and this fic has been such an anchor and a lovely oasis to come back to and share with all of you. Thank you so much to everyone who read, kudos if you have been reading from the start, and everyone who showed their support. It meant and continues to mean so much :)
Absolutely nothing can justify the length of this fic other then me simply having too much fun, so I commend each and every one of you who have read it all - what do you mean its longer than some novels?! (I shit you not his is longer than Moby Dick, only this time the whale we find is gayness??? In all fairness I hear that's also the case in Moby Dick too I'm not sure I haven't read it)
Either way I should stop rambling, I clearly have done enough of that. So, I'll leave a sensible little description for anyone who hasn't read it:
The Cornley Drama Society has a new play and it is shaping up to be one of their best ever. Like it's actually going well. Mostly well, that is, until one of the main actors gets sick. Luckily Trevor is there to step in.
If you fancy Christrev, mutual pining, feeling realisation, a bit of miscommuncation, internalised homophobia, idiots being so so deeply in love and general goes wrong and drama society shenanigans this is for you :)
Thank you all so so much. I'm gonna go watch West Side Story and cry now.
(I might have another post which is far less polished and it's just me crying and talking about random shite in the fic, I haven't decided yet)

















