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    Since I'm not going to get many more fics done, I thought I'd post some fanvids for the Day 6 theme; choosing some of my favourite fanvids of my favourite couples, and I thought I'd start with the first non-Buffyverse couple to really capture my imagination; or at least the one where I began looking for vids. 

  Zoë Rivas arrived at Degrassi at the start of S13 of Next Gen and her gay story was being written into her characters arc in very subtle ways almost from the start, but began to 'come out' *sorry* when she developed feelings for a close friend, Grace Cardinal. While Grace tried to return the feelings she eventually confessed that she was straight and could not be Zoë's girlfriend. 

  Between then and the finale of S2 of Next Class Zoë followed a self-destructive path of denial before she finally came out to her boyfriend Winston Chu after he rejected her advances, sensing she was hiding something from herself.  

  In the opener of S3 Rasha Zuabli was one of a number of Syrian refugees who arrived at Degrassi, and very quickly the two became girfriends and were eventually open by S4; meanwhile Zoë having been kicked out of the family home after dancing publicly with Rasha at he mother's wedding. 

  I've written a fic from Rasha's POV called Love is Patient, Love is Kind archiveofourown.org/works/21538003 which was supposed to have had a twin by now, but while I keep going over scenes in my head, nothing has yet made it to pencil & paper. 

  Hope you enjoy the vids. 

  kerk 



    



  Zasha - Would You Be So Kind [Zoe Rivas + Rasha Zuabi] 



 


  
  Surrender - {Zoë & Rasha} 



 


  Zasha // I wanna come to you 





 May the Goddess watch over you and those you love,  

 kerk hiraeth 




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TITLE: Love is patient; Love is kind

AUTHOR: kerk_hiraeth

FANDOM: Degrassi Next Class (post-series);

LENGTH: 400;

RATING: G;

CHARACTER(s) Rasha Zuabi; Zoë Rivas;

'SHIP(s): Zoë Rivas/Rasha Zuabi;

SUMMARY: Where do you find the words that can explain to your still conservatively liberal Muslim mother that the woman their daughter will marry is the right one for their child, and are they really okay with who you are now?

A/N: Inspired by Mary Lambert's beautiful song, 'She Keeps Me Warm', this is set several years in our future; Next Class sadly seeming likely to have concluded the Degrassi saga for the foreseeable future; due to Netflix' corporate callousness, with S4.

This is told entirely from Rasha's pov; intention being to write a contiguous story from Zoë's pov. Rasha arrived at Degrassi as a refugee from the conflict(s) in Syria at the start of S3; whilst Zoë arrived there at the start of Degrassi: Next Generation's S12 (TNG had far longer seasons which covered similar periods of time; as far as I can tell, as two of NC's ten episode seasons).

Zoë came out as lesbian in the S2 finale of NC; though was still in the process, publically, when Rasha arrives at Degrassi. She is raised Catholic by a very homophobic mother; whereas Rasha is Muslim and had been outed while still living in Aleppo (it was never made clear if this was a primary reason for her family escaping from the rule of ISIS (the term used on the show), though it is stated that it was only when they took over that she was forced to wear the hijab. She does not come out to the daughter of her hosts until the finale of S3; by which time she is in a relationship with Zoë, though it is implied they have yet to become sexual at that point.

 

 

First chance she could get Rasha was on a flight to Beirut; as close to home as she was likely ever to get again. It was hard now to recapture when Aleppo was home.

Home was Vancouver and, Zoë.

She understood why the daughter needed to tell her mother in person and Rasha knew Zoë would wait for as long as it took to get married; so that Rasha could have her family; those who accepted her, beside her at the ceremonies.

It broke Rasha's heart that Zoë would never have that.

Rasha could almost feel her mother's arms; never thought at one time she would feel that childhood warmth and safety again. She could see them; held aloft, only a couple of security checks away; wanted to fly to them.

Handing her papers and brand new Canadian passport to her Zoe hadn't even asked Why.

Of all people Zoë had understood the why and the need.

Time was; with all her past celebrity and notoriety, that Zoë might have paid for this trip. Now Rasha was breadwinner; she didn't want to contemplate that her love might never have come out.

She whispered Allah's blessings on the family who had hosted her when she got to Canada for their generosity in paying for these flights. She knew her mother would understand the love and strength that she and Zoë had gained from each other, and their friends; understand too that they were married in all but name, but only until she was by her daughter's side.

And she knew her mother would love and accept her new daughter; accepting her as her own had rejected her.

She just needed to see it in her mother's eyes; feel the enveloping acceptance of those arms she had thought lost to her.

Then she saw the smile; achingly close to tears, could repeat in unison with her mother the thanks to Allah they were both safe.

Seeing her mother so achingly close; softly saying the prayer together, gave Rasha the words she needed that said everything her mother needed to hear from her; all she'd need Rasha now knew.

She'd felt them when Zoë had simply held her as Rasha asked to be her wife.

On the same steps where she first saw her love she had spoken them; misunderstanding a never spoken question.

 

They could not be perfected.

 

She keeps me warm.

 

 

~

'She Keeps Me Warm by Mary Lambert'

 

a) This is from one piece about the song ~ The song, which is based on Lambert's own personal experience of growing up as a lesbian and trying to reconcile her life as a homosexual with her Christian faith, basically talks about the struggles of homosexuals.

https://www.songmeaningsandfacts.com/meaning-song-keeps-warm-mary-lambert/

b) The most relevant lyrics to this story are the opening lines of the first verse and the chorus ~

She says I smell like safety and home

I named both of her eyes forever and please don't go

 

Ch: And I can't change, even if I tried

Even if I wanted to

And I can't change, even if I tried

Even if I wanted to

My love, my love, my love

She keeps me warm, she keep me warm

and c) The lyrics over the end of the song inspired the story as a whole; particularly Rasha finding in them the words she needs for both her wife-to-be, and her mother whom she last saw when they were separated escaping Syria. ~

I'm not crying on Sundays, (Love is patient, love is kind)

I'm not crying on Sundays, (Love is patient, love is kind)

I'm not crying on Sundays, (Love is patient, love is kind)

No, (Love is patient, love is kind)

(Love is patient, love is kind)

(Love is patient, love is kind)

(Love is patient, love is kind)

(Love is patient, love is kind)

 

My love, my love, my love, my love

She keeps me warm, she keeps me warm

https://songmeanings.com/songs/view/3530822107859467274/

 

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   TITLE: First Love; Hello... Goodbye

   AUTHOR: kerk_hiraeth

   FANDOM: Degrassi: The Next Generation (post-S12 for Fiona; S14 for Imogen);

   LENGTH: 250;

   CHARACTER(S): Fiona Coyne; Imogen Moreno; Laura Coyne; OC;

   A/N: This was written to fill a prompt @ femslash100 ~ Any: Any/Any - parting is such sweet sorrow for doctorkaitlyn (which is also a reminder that I have to do something to get overmy embarrasment at my phobia about forms and accept offered help; thus enabling me to move stories onto kerk_hiraeth ).

           I have no idea whether they are a fan of Degrassi though, being from Ontario, I Imagine they are aware of it. I have been aware of the show since news, probably, of it's re-incarnation; named above, being on the way.

          Fiona and Imogen weren't even the first couple that attracted my attention, though Fiona Coyne; involved at the time of the scene I first saw in a domestic abuse and alcoholism storyline, was the first named character I ever saw (I didn't know at the time she was also coming out).

         Can't recall whether it was while looking for Zoe/Rasha videos or, more likely, Adam/Becky ones, but the first Fiona/Imogen vid I saw was of their break up. I do know that from the moment I saw the request I had the image of that break up, and the expression on the characters faces; quite vivid in my mind. At first I struggled to capture it, until I realised I was writing from the wrong character's perspective; once that was corrected the story was written very quickly.

 

 

        Imogen Moreno slipped quietly into a pew; eyes catching those of the Mother of her first love as she led her daughter down the aisle.

     Fiona Coyne; soon to be Chang, could only see the woman she was here to wed. Imogen glanced down, not quite feeling that sweet sorrow, but certainly a bittersweet sense memory of when those eyes had looked at her that way; taking in, as her own were at the same moment, the face she might never see again.

     Ironic that it had been she who was hard to track down; Fiona who was settling down in one place; albeit to a French speaking veteran, and newly Canadian, very mixed race, mother of a model Fiona had dressed for a small movie role.

     Pure chance that had led her to take a date to the only movie theater in Ohio that was showing that film, so she could see what everyone else probably thought was a very cryptic message in the end titles.

     One ditched date; two taxis, a plane and a train later and she was here; having called, as it turned out Fiona's Mom, just in time to see her first love marry another.

     As she watched Fiona share her vows with her new wife, Imogen felt pangs, but no regrets; her decision back then had been the right one. She smiled; so much catching up; tearful joy and sweet sorrow at another, hopefully less permanent, parting, to do.

     Until then...

 

 

 

JULIET

     Sweet, so would I.

Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow

That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

 

    William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet; Act Two, Scene Two.

 

    kerk hiraeth

 

 

 

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