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myfictionalboyfriendsandme · 6 months ago

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Tell Me I'm Not Dreaming

Pairing(s): Theodore Nott x female!reader, Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini x Luna Lovegood

Prompt(s): "Shut up, I'm trying to confess my love to you."

Word Count: around 4,100

Warning(s): very AU, sad reader, swearing, DRAMIONE FOREVER, Sirius and Remus are alive FIGHT ME, mentions blood but nothing graphic, changing certain rules about Hogwarts to fit the story (prefect rules specifically), no house for the reader is mentioned but I suppose it's implied that she's gryffindor??

Rating: T (one f bomb)

Author's Note(s): This is so self indulgent, lol. I love fictional Theo. I don't know if y'all picture someone specific in your head but I always envision Cody Christian as Theo. Enjoy!

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"(Y/N), are you okay?"

It was always the same question.

(Y/N), are you okay?

(Y/N), do you need anything?

(Y/N), can we do anything for you?

And she always gave the same answer.

"No, I'm fine."

But she wasn't fine, and she hadn't been fine for quite some time.

She sat alone in her bedroom at 12 Grimmauld Place. The rain pattering down against the window like tears against the glass. The fireplace was lit, emmitting a soft glow about the room. A shabby knitted blanket was wrapped around her shoulders, keeping in what little warmth she felt. There was a cup of tea sitting on the side table that she hadn't touched since Mrs. Weasley put it there, the heat long gone.

She was surrounded by people. The entire Order of the Phoenix would spend their days coming and going. The permanent residents of 12 Grimmauld Place, like the Weasley family and of couse Sirius and Remus, wandered the house daily awaiting news of anything.

And she still felt so lonely.

No one in the house really understood why she felt the way she did. No one except Hermione. Hermione was in the same situation as her, she just hid her feelings better. No one knew that Hermione would sneak into (Y/N)'s room at night and the two girls would cry themselves to sleep, hugging each other in comfort. (Y/N) was the only one around who knew how Hermione was really feeling.

Distraught.

Sad.

Frightened.

On the verge of losing the only shred of sanity they had left.

There was a sharp knock on (Y/N)'s door before she heard it open, knocking her from her melancholy trance.

"(Y/N)."

She turned to look at Hermione standing in the doorway.

"Sirius just sent a patronus." She said, her voice laced with urgency. "He's on his way here and he has three defectors with him."

(Y/N) immediately stood up, the blanket around her shoulders abandoned in the chair, her eyes wide. "Hermione..."

The other girl nodded. "I know."

Bounding towards the door, (Y/N) wiped her eyes. "Could it be them?"

"I don't know."

"Did Sirius say anything else?"

"No."

"Absolutely nothing?"

"Just that he's on his way here."

She felt like she'd been struck by lightning.

"(Y/N), we have to be emotionally prepared if it's not them." Hermione whispered.

"Fuck that, Hermione."

"(Y/N)..."

"No. I can't take this anymore. I really can't."

Before Hermione could say anything else, there was a commotion from downstairs. The two girls whipped their heads toward the staircase. Muffled screams were coming from the main level of the house.

(Y/N) looked at Hermione before the two of them exited the room, moving to look over the third floor banister. They saw Harry and Ron rushing down the stairs, Ginny and Luna close behind.

"Let's go." (Y/N) said, already making her way to the top of the stairs.

She hurried down the steps as fast as she could without hurting herself, Hermione on her heels.

Please, please, please let him be here. Please let him be okay.

Once they reached the landing between the first flight of stairs and the second, (Y/N) scanned the main floor. Harry and Ron stood at the bottom of the stairs, their attention turned towards whatever was happening in the dining room. Her eyes moved towards the doorway and she froze. Standing there was Blaise Zabini, Luna Lovegood wrapped in his arms.

Her heart stopped.

"Blaise?" She asked.

His eyes moved towards her.

Another body moved through the doorway revealing a head of platinum blonde hair.

Hermione gasped. "Draco?"

His head snapped to where they stood on the landing. "Hermione!"

Hermione moved past (Y/N) and rushed down the rest of the stairs before throwing herself into the boy's arms.

(Y/N) stopped breathing.

Three of them. There's supposed to be three of them. Where is he?

She carefully made her way down the rest of the stairs, moving by a very disgruntled Ron Weasley and a rather perplexed Harry Potter. "Where is he?" She couldn't help but notice that Blaise and Draco were both covered in blood. Her voice cracked as she felt the tears well up in her eyes. "Blaise, please."

He looked at her, his brown eyes tired and full of sympathy. Another scream echoed through the house. Without a word, he looked towards the dining room.

That's when her heart cracked in two.

Members of the Order were scattered around the room. Ginny was running back and forth between the dining room table and the parlour carrying bandages and vials of what looked like healing salves. Remus and Sirius stood with their backs to the main doorway, going through the vials and picking out what would be the most helpful before setting them on the table in a separate pile. Molly was scurrying this way and that around the table, her attention set on something different every few seconds. But on the table was a boy, bloody and writhing in pain.

Theo.

She fell to her knees, her face in her hands. "No..." The tears that had been pooling in her eyes finally fell. A pair of arms wrap around her. "He can't die. He can't die. He can't die."

"I'm so sorry, (Y/N). Come on, you don't need to see this." Hermione held her up, supporting almost all of her weight so she wouldn't fall back to the ground. "Mrs. Weasley knows what she's doing."

(Y/N)'s eyes darted back to Theo. "I can't leave him."

"Let's just go to the kitchen and let them work. We won't be far."

As Theo let out another agonizing cry, (Y/N) let Hermione lead her away. She looked back towards the dining room entryway but it was blocked by Blaise, Luna, and Draco who were following them down the hallway. The three looked back at her with sympathetic eyes.

The next thing (Y/N) knew, the group had entered the kitchen. Hermione had pulled out a chair for her to sit in before taking the seat directly to her right. Draco followed suit and sat next to Hermione while Blaise and Luna sat across from them. Once they were situated, Blaise grabbed Luna's hand and held it in his lap.

"We didn't know you and Blaise were seeing each other, Luna." Hermione observed.

Luna laid her head against his shoulder, smiling softly despite the sadness of her friend. Blaise glanced down at her before answering. "We're both rather private, Granger. We didn't really want to advertise our relationship to all of Hogwarts, especially considering the state of the wizarding world."

Hermione nodded. She looked at Draco. "I understand that. I think we all do."

There was a moment of silence as everyone at the table took in their current situation. (Y/N), finally snapping back to reality, looked at Blaise again. There were blood stains covering the front of his shirt and a rip in the sleeve of his jacket. Draco also looked disheveled, his usuaully styled hair unkempt and scruffy. Both boys had dark circles under their eyes.

"What happened?"

Blaise made eye contact with (Y/N). More screams sounded from upstairs. "(Y/N), I don't think-"

"I want to know." She interrupted.

He sighed. "Okay." He looked at Hermione then back to (Y/N). "We've been planning to defect for months. I think we all came to the same conclusion around the same time. The night Dumbledore died."

Out of the corner of her eye, (Y/N) could see Draco squeeze Hermione's hand.

"We wanted to stay that night, but it was impossible. They would have killed us right then and there. We had no choice but to leave." Blaise paused and looked at Draco. "We practically had to drag Theo." He cleared his throat. "Earlier today, we were summoned to go on a mission. Someone had gotten word to the Dark Lord about Order members being in Diagon Alley. We were told we would have the upper hand so an ambush would be easy. That's when Draco sent his patronus to Sirius."

"Draco, that could've been dangerous! What if someone had seen you?" Hermione scolded.

The blonde rolled his eyes. "No one knows I can even form a patronus, Hermione. It was the only way to get word to the Order as fast as possible."

"Yes, now we all know that Draco's patronus is an otter. Adorable, mate." Blaise quipped.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Oh, piss off."

"Anyway," Blaise continued, "when we showed up, it was already a shit show. The fighting had already begun, so they sent us in as reinforcements. Luckily for us, it looked like the Order was winning. That was the only way our plan was going to work."

"I saw Sirius right away." Draco added. "There was no one else around right then so I helped him disarm Yaxley, then before anything else could happen I cast my patronus again. Poor bloke looked like he'd seen a ghost."

"That's when Theo asked him for help." Blaise leaned forward, his elbows on the table. "Sirius rushed us into a side alley and asked if we were being honest. It didn't really take much convincing though. We all looked rather... anxious. Then he told us to apparate to the Burrow. Said he'd meet us there after the fighting had stopped."

There was another pause as Blaise hesitated.

Draco continued. "The four of us were about to apparate, but-"

"The four of you?" Hermione asked.

He nodded then bowed his head. "Pansy was with us, too."

(Y/N) watched Hermione put her hand on Draco's back in comfort.

"Before any of us could leave, we were cornered in the alleyway." Blaise spoke up. "Sirius stepped in front of us and blocked a curse, which obviously tipped off the one's shooting at us that we were no longer on the same side. It was Dolohov and Theo's dad. They just started shooting anything they could at us, yelling about blood traitors and the like. Well, that caught the attention of Bellatrix."

(Y/N) felt her blood run cold at the name.

"She rounded the corner and when she saw Draco, she went ballistic." Blaise explained. "She sent hexes at all of us but she took one last look at Draco before she sent the killing curse his way."

Draco shifted uncomfortably in his chair. (Y/N) saw a tear form in his eye. "Pansy saved me." He sniffled.

Hermione whipped her head at Draco in surprise as (Y/N) let out a light gasp.

Blaise took a deep breath before he continued speaking. "None of us could have seen it coming. She just... stepped in front of him. Then she was gone. We didn't have time to do anything about it. I saw Lupin and a Weasley come up behind Dolohov and then Sirius yelled for us to go, so we apparated."

"So what happened to Theo?" (Y/N) asked, wiping her eyes.

"It was his father." Draco sneared. "Bastard sent a cutting curse at Theo before he could apparate."

Blaise sighed. "Sirius and Mr. Weasley showed up seconds after we did. They probably planned on more of an interrogation but then they saw Theo and brought us straight here."

There was a lull in conversation then. None of them had anything else to say. Hermione was rubbing circles into Draco's upper back. (Y/N) just stared at a spot on the wooden table, unable to meet eyes with anyone.

Another screamed echoed through the house.

Luna stood up. "I think I'll make some tea."

As the blonde moved about the kitchen, (Y/N) felt heartbroken. Heartbroken for Theo. Heartbroken for Pansy. Blaise. Draco. All of them.

They didn't deserve any of this.

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She wasn't sure how long she'd been sitting at the kitchen table staring at the same spot of wood, but she noticed the tea in front of her was cold.

As usual.

"(Y/N)?"

Her head snapped to the doorway. Ginny stood there, observing everyone in the room before looking back at her. "Uh, mum says you can come up if you'd like."

She didn't have to be told twice.

Dashing up the stairs two by two, she didn't think she'd ever moved so fast in her life. She made it down the hallway and to the dining room entryway in record time, the rest of the group following behind her. (Y/N) looked into the room and saw that it wasn't as chaotic as the last time she'd been standing there. The dining room table had been transfigured into a bed. Mrs. Weasley stood near the foot of it, looking at Theo who had been laid against the pillows. His arms and his chest were wrapped in bandages, but he was breathing.

"(Y/N), dear." Mrs. Weasley whispered, beckoning her closer.

Inching her way into the room, (Y/N) looked to the motherly woman. She looked exhausted. "Is he...?" (Y/N) asked, trailing off.

"He's going to be fine." Mrs. Weasley answered. "He lost a lot of blood, but we gave him a blood replenishing potion. He probably won't wake up for a while yet, but I can assure you he will be okay."

(Y/N) released a breath she didn't even realize she'd been holding.

"Do you need anything, dear? What can I do for you?"

(Y/N) was in awe. What would any of them have done without Molly Weasley?

Finally taking her eyes off Theo, (Y/N) turned to face her. "You've done more than enough, Mrs. Weasley." She made her way closer to the woman and threw her arms around her in an embrace. "I can't even begin to thank you for what you've done."

(Y/N) felt Mrs. Weasley's arms tighten around her just a smidge before pulling back and smiling at her, the corners of her eyes crinkling. "Is this boy the reason you haven't been drinking your tea?"

In that moment, she really couldn't help herself. (Y/N) gave a soft chuckle before turning her face towards Theo. "Is it that obvious?"

Mrs. Weasley continued smiling, her eyes softening just a touch. "Oh, (Y/N), the boys under this roof might be a bit dense, but I'm not." She moved to grab a blanket from a chair in the corner before making her way back. "I knew something had to be bothering you. I would've bet anything that it was a someone." She wrapped the blanket around (Y/N)'s shoulders. "Does he know how you feel?"

(Y/N) didn't know how to answer. Did Theo know how she felt? She thought he did, but come to think of it, she'd never out right said the words I love you to him.

In the grand scheme of things, (Y/N) and Theo hadn't actually been together for very long. She'd always had a crush on him, there was no doubt of that, but they hadn't really spoken to one another until their sixth year at school. If (Y/N) was really being honest with herself, she'd always been too nervous to even look in his direction, afraid she'd do something to embarrass herself. Then, one fateful day in potions class, Professor Slughorn introduced amortentia.

It was like she was there. The same fragrances she registered in potions suddenly wafted into her nose, overtaking the rest of her senses.

That day, down in the dungeons of Hogwarts, (Y/N) was overcome with a feeling so overwhelming she really didn't know what to do. She couldn't help but look at him.

Little did she know, the same thing was happening to Theo.

They locked eyes across the classroom and (Y/N) thought she might have died a little inside. He smiled at her and her body erupted into butterflies.

One would think after such an earth-shattering experience, a person could maybe gain the confidence to talk to another.

That was not the case.

(Y/N) and Theo didn't have any other interactions, big or small, until almost four months later.

Because Ron and Hermione weren't speaking to one another, there was some tension among their table in potions. (Y/N) and Harry, the two who were stuck in middle ground territory, were trying their best to make everyone get along. There weren't any positive results as of yet.

This led to their group being separated, because as Slughorn put it, "Distance makes the heart grow fonder."

She wasn't sure how it happened, or why, but she was then sat at a table with Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, and Theodore Nott. (Y/N) tried her best to avoid eye contact with the cute brunette, and was actually doing really well until she realized she had forgotten to grab an Ashwinder egg. She sighed, rather deeply, and made to move to the storage cupboard, but before she left her stool, a gloved hand entered her peripheral vision and set an egg down next to her cauldron. She quickly looked to her left and saw Theo looking right at her.

And that was only the beginning.

It was Theo's idea. They find a spot and meet in secret. They were both prefects, so it wasn't hard to do. Without raising too much suspicion, they would trade shifts with whoever was partnered with the other. They would walk the halls doing their prefect duties and then they would go to their special place.

The astronomy tower.

Not many people ventured to the astronomy tower. It was secluded and sort of cut off from the rest of the castle. It was the perfect place for two young people to meet without anyone else finding out. Until the night Dumbledore was killed.

Theo had been acting weird the couple days leading up to it. Everytime they were together (Y/N) noticed he seemed on edge, almost nervous to be around her. (Y/N) was beginning to think he had changed his mind. Maybe he didn't feel the same way she did. Maybe he wanted to move on from her. Maybe there was someone else.

"Are we meeting at the usual time tomorrow?" (Y/N) asked, looking up at him. They were sitting near the edge of the astronomy tower. The sky was clear and the stars were shining bright.

Theo didn't say anything right away. He was staring out at the grounds surrounding the castle as if in a trance.

"Theo," (Y/N) said, her voice trembling, "are you okay? You've been acting... different."

He seemed to gain some awareness back before he looked back at her. "No."

She was shocked. "What? Theo-" But she was interrupted.

"You can't be here tomorrow night."

In an instant, (Y/N) knew something was wrong. "Why?"

"Please, (Y/N)," Theo said, grabbing her hand and holding it tightly, "you can't come anywhere near the astronomy tower tomorrow night. Promise me."

(Y/N) didn't know what to think. After a few moments of silence, her eyes met his. "I promise."

Theo let go of her hand and moved his hand gently up to the side of her face before bringing his forehead to hers. "Whatever happens, we'll see each other again. I know we will."

Any doubt (Y/N) had been feeling about him immediately lifted. She could feel her eyes start to tear up. "Why does this feel like a goodbye?"

Theo pulled back to look her in the eyes. "Because it might be." Then he leaned in and kissed her.

That was the last time she had seen him. The next night, she was roaming the halls with other members of the D.A. when the death eaters had broken into the school and Dumbledore was killed.

(Y/N) was suddenly shifted back to reality.

"We never..." (Y/N) started before trailing off. "I never got the chance."

Mrs. Weasley smiled softly then patted (Y/N)'s arm lightly. "Well, it looks like you'll get the chance, dearie."

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(Y/N) couldn't remember falling asleep. After her conversation with Mrs. Weasley, the rest of the teenagers that were in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place made their way up the stairs into the dining room as well. Draco and Blaise wanted to check on their friend and both made sounds of relief upon seeing he was going to be okay before they were ushered up the stairs where the bedrooms were located.

Moving the comfiest chair she could find to Theo's bedside, (Y/N) kept the blanket Mrs. Weasley had given her and sat down. She tried to make herself as comfortable as possible before she grabbed Theo's hand. She must have fallen asleep looking at him because when she woke up, her face was sideways on the edge of the bed and his hand was still in hers. She propped her head up with her open hand and took a moment to look at the bindings across his arms and his chest, her eyes moving all the way up to his face.

It took her a second to realize Theo's eyes were open and looking at her.

"Theo?" She whispered. Her voice was hesitant, as if she thought it was a dream.

He smirked at her but it was full of adoration. Only Theodore Nott could make a smirk look adorable.

"I told you we'd see each other again."

(Y/N) didn't know what to do. "Please tell me I'm not dreaming."

Theo chuckled gently. "Would you like me to pinch you?"

She felt a flood of relief overtake her body and it was so powerful, she started to cry.

"Oh, darling, no." Theo tried to move but grimaced before deciding it was probably better to lay still. "Darling, please. Don't cry."

(Y/N) sniffled and brought the sleeve of her shirt up to her eyes to wipe the tears away. "I can't help it, Theo! I was so worried!" Theo attempted to interrupt but (Y/N) continued before he could get a single word in. "I've been worried for months! I didn't know if you were alive or dead, and then you show up here covered in blood!"

"(Y/N)-"

"And then Draco tells me you were hit by a cutting curse by your own father! You could have died by bleeding out if you hadn't gotten here sooner than you did. Then the last thing I would've said to you before you died would've been something stupid and not "I love you" like it should have been-"

"(Y/N)-"

"But I was too scared to say anything to you about it the last time we saw each other-"

"(Y/N)!"

"Shut up, Theo, I'm trying to confess my love to you!"

And then there was silence.

(Y/N) was sure her face looked as red as a tomato. Her skin felt like it was vibrating off of her body. She could feel the palpable silence between her and the boy in front of her.

She looked down at her hands. "I'm sorry." She stood up and turned her back to him before making her way to the entrance of the dining room.

"You love me?"

She froze. It was so quiet (Y/N) wasn't sure he'd actually said it. Turning back to him, she saw he was still looking at her, a new emotion in his eyes.

She took a deep breath. "Theo..." She moved back to the chair at his bedside. "I always have."

Theo narrowed his eyes as if he couldn't actually believe it. "Really?"

(Y/N) nodded and swiped a piece of hair behind her ear, looking down at her hands in her lap.

There was a beat of silence before Theo spoke up again. "I love you, too."

She smiled. The words she had always longed to hear. It was like a symphony of angels. Her eyes reached his and they looked considerably brighter than they did before. They both chuckled lightly.

"Now you tell me I'm not dreaming." Theo whispered, a tone of astonishment in his words.

(Y/N) smirked. "Would you like me to pinch you?"

He opened his arms wide and beckened her over. Hesitantly, she moved closer to the edge of the bed before slowly moving into his embrace and relaxing into his chest. "Are you sure this is okay? I don't want to hurt you."

"I'm just a bit sore this morning, love. I'll be fine." He pulled her even closer to his body. "Just let me hold you and I'll overlook the fact you told me to shut up."

(Y/N) laid her head against his shoulder and into the crook of his neck. "I'm sorry."

She felt Theo leave a soft kiss against her hair. "You're forgiven, my love."

#theodore nott x reader #harry potter #harry potter reader insert #gryffindor reader #harry potter imagine #theodore nott imagine #harry potter reader #slytherin x gryffindor #harry potter au #hp fandom #harry potter fanfiction #theodore nott fanfiction

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ossidae-passeridae · 11 months ago

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4. What’s the worst part of fanon? 😈

Question from here

That'd be the implicit racism thanks for asking!

A non snappy response, aka to explain what I mean by that:

A lot of fanon tropes implicitly reinforce a very white, America-centric POV, and in a universe like the GFFA which lies somewhere between heavily Asian-inspired and gloriously multicultural, that really rubs me the wrong way. (To clarify upfront: it is not racist or whatever to enjoy these tropes or to write them, but it worries me when people don't even seem to realise it)

An obvious, innocuous-seeming example is the tendency to use 'Ben' instead of Obi-Wan's actual name in AUs — especially when others' names (Anakin, Mace, Cody, etc) aren't changed as well. The biggest difference between those names and Obi-Wan's is that Obi-Wan's is obviously Asian inspired, and theirs aren't. It's not something I expect most people even think about! But it always leaves a sinking feeling in my chest.

(Obviously if, like in canon, Obi-Wan is using Ben as a pseudonym while in hiding that's a very different kettle of fish.)

A larger example is how incredibly common it is to cast the Jedi as space-Christians — some common examples being focus on tenets (the Jedi Code, which is a meditation mantra, not a rulebook), the pervasive Catholic Guilt which is very explicitly Christian in nature, the emphasis on worship as ritual rather than a state to work towards, the generalised "all organised religion must be Bad" sentiments that feel very specifically ex-Christian in nature.

Thinking about one's own religion and expressing thoughts through fiction/art isn't an issue in and of itself.

The thing is, the Jedi are explicitly based on Asian Buddhists. Not just in set dressing, but from the ground up, from their beliefs and the way they act, to their clothing to the structure of their temple — to strip that away is to remove what makes the Jedi the Jedi. It's to remove the Asian-ness and replace it with something predominantly white. It implies that Asian influence shouldn't or can't exist in the GFFA, or that there's something inferior or wrong about Buddhism that needs to be "fixed".

Again this isn't something where I think that fan authors are sitting there going "muhahaha I'm going to be RACIST today", I know that's not what's happening. But when so much Jedi-centric content being produced minimises the Asian influence and pushes a western one, it starts to say "there's something wrong with this group, we're trying to erase it because there shouldn't be representation at all" — an issue of scale, at its core.

(Then ofc there's all the "the Jedi steal babies" and "the Jedi ban emotions" and "the Jedi need to be destroyed" which, entirely separate from the above, if you replace 'Jedi' with 'Buddhists' I'm kind of starting to wonder why you hate Asian people/Asian religions, you know?)

I won't even get into the fanon surrounding the clones, because that'd require me to talk about KT far more than I'd like to on any day, but especially today 🤣

(All opinions expressed above are solely those of pass e. ridae and do not express the views or opinions of any affiliates or associates, passerine or otherwise)

#dae asks #star wars #jedi order #racism #as always a single person doing x is not the issue #it's the fandom as a whole doing the thing that can make it more :/#I don't think people can't or shouldn't write what they like #I just ask that they think about it first! I sure do every time I start a new fic

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barbarakaterina · 4 months ago

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CodyWan Wekk Day 7: Modern AU - Academia

Cody loved all aspects of Pride.

Most of his queer brothers tended to show up mostly for the parties, and obviously they all went to the Parade, but he always tried to take in as many of the lectures and panel discussions as possible, too. Not that he objected to a good party, but the educational program tended to be so <i>interesting</i>.

This one was shaping up to be especially so, though in a rather different way than Cody was used to.

It was a lecture by some big shot academic especially invited for this purpose from London, about LGBTQIA+ in different religious traditions across time. Religion wasn’t normally Cody’s area of interest, but he’d decided to come and listen to this, given how prestigious the guest was.

He was already feeling grateful he had, because even if nothing else came of it, the guy was hot.

He seemed to be in his mid thirties or so, so older than Cody but not so much that it would be a problem, and he had long red hair tied in a bun and beard that made Cody wish he could feel it absolutely everywhere. He was very glad now that he’d picked the first row and would have a completely unobstructed view. Even if the lecture was completely boring, he’d leave happy.

And then the guy started speaking.

“Good afternoon, everyone,” he said in a perfect honeyed voice that had Cody melting. “My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi, and I want to thank you for your attendance and the warm welcome,” he nodded to the host. “This is my first time in Prague, actually, but it will definitely not be the last. Now, to start, I should clarify that I will not focus on modern Christianity much. Frankly, there is enough information about that out there, and there are better qualified people to speak on it. So if you came here for Christianity, sorry to say, you would be better served by some other events. Now, let’s get to it…”

Cody was falling in love.

The feeling only intensified as the lecture went on, discussing different examples from across history and showing what the different approaches had in common and how they differed, dazzling Cody with the simple array of options that existed in approaches to gender and sexuality.

When it came to questions, his hand was one of the first ones up.

“Hello, my name is Cody, and my question is, do you believe we can take inspiration from any of these approaches?” He asked Kenobi when his turn came.

Kenobi looked at him, and then his eyes seemed to sort of snag. “Thank you for the lovely question,” he said slowly, still keeping his eyes on Cody, “but sadly, I’m afraid that it would be rather complicated. All of these approaches I described were rooted in wider cultural ideas and social structure that I didn’t get time to get into here, so that without them, they wouldn’t work.”

Cody frowned, not sure exactly what to imagine with such a brief description. “Could you give an example…?”

“I can try a brief one, but if you are interested in this in detail, I can also recommend some books - come speak to me after the lecture.”

Well, that was just the perfect invitation, so of course Cody did. He wasn’t sure he would be actually reading those books, but a chance to speak to Kenobi one on one was too good to pass up on.

He did, indeed, get a list of books, and then Kenobi said: “Actually, I will be starting a new job here in Prague in the autumn, at the Faculty of Arts, so you could always come to some of my lectures that will be dealing with that, too.”

Oh. Oh.

“That is an absolutely irresistible invitation,” Cody said, leaning just a bit closer and carefully observing Kenobi’s reaction.

His eyes went to Cody’s lips. <i>Score.</i>

“...but if I may, I would extend an invitation for something a little bit sooner, and perhaps a little bit more personal…?”

“Why, Cody,” Kenobi replied, “this is what I would call irresistible.”

It's Pride this week in Prague and I wanted to honour it somehow. It's nicely symbolic to have CodyWan week at the same time, though it also means I have less time for writing because of all the Pride events. Anyway, today is Parade Day, so have an academic Pride fic that was very vaguely inspired by the lecture about same-sex marriage in Catholic theology I attended yesterday. Happy Pride to any Czechs reading this!

@codywanweek

#my fic #codywan #codywan week 2024 #codywan fic

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star-farer · 2 months ago

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Method to this madness

At the risk of sounding like General Kenobi, Hello there! Christian, of course, if the verse doesn't scream as much. Keep things decent on here, s'il vous plait. Much appreciated! This is for the most part a writing blog, but you'll have to be mindful of the tags, because I'm chaotic that way and I like to pepper in all sorts of other things. Links of my peculiar tags under the cut.

lookalike series

~ Pins I found of the Bad Batch that mirror each other

Pinterest accounts I've taken them from:

Balagan

You’re Stuck With Me, Skyguy

Maulia

𓆩𓆪ℬ𝑎ԃɮ𝑎𝙩cʱ𓆩𓆪

AITR00PER

LlΛWRΛ

Blackstar

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭

tbb fanfiction

~ What it says on the tin, fanfiction of Clone Force 99.

My preferred age order of Clone Force 99 is Echo, Hunter, Crosshair, Wrecker and Tech. Most of my works deal with Omega being younger by age as well, but I do love Omega being canonically the eldest by age and youngest in development.

WARNING: Contains in-universe swearing (don't know if I've met anyone who's ever had a problem with it, but I'm still dropping it here, because I don't much approve of crude language otherwise)

Canon

Pieces that could fit in canon.

The following are certain AUs of mine:

(trust me when I say I've got my sleeves filled with knives—err, AUs, they're just not sharp—ah, refined enough yet for the world to see)

Ik'aad

Ik'aad : Mando'a for baby or a child under 3.

(not the most imaginative of names, but simplicity is what matters to me)

Inspiration: A Single Lock of Silver - hyperesthesias - Star Wars - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

In their late teens (around 9 to 10 standard years), Clone Force 99 discover a defective tubie in a med-bay slated for decommissioning. In their attempts to save her, they bond with her unexpectedly (who am I kidding, of course it's expected). It gets to the point where they adopt her (how surprising), often sneaking her away in between missions or training.

Lore:

Omega ages like a normal clone: Twice as fast as a human.

The Batch have been out in the field for at least a year.

Cody might have been introduced to her (Ba'vodu Kote!) but until I know enough about his character to write him comfortably, only the Batch will have known her.

They keep her a secret on Kamino, one that only the Kaminoans and the Batch know about.

When she is 2-going-3 (around 5 years old by development), she is taken away from the Batch, Nala Se revealing she has known about the Batch's connection with her since the day they met.

They meet once more in accordance with canon: In Tipoca City's halls.

Echo is more Ba'vodu than Buir here, since he meets Megs only after Order 66, as per canon. She was a painful subject among the Batchers, so they never broached the topic to him after he joined.

Imperial

Imperial : Relating to an Empire

Inspiration: The Abyss - Chapter 1 - alchemistsarego - Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

A Sub-AU (?) of Ik'aad. The story line is the same as Ik'aad.

Except for the final mission on Kaller. Here, Crosshair's chip convinces him to follow orders. He believes himself in the right, just like in the show. His chip's programming is intensified, and he betrays the Clone Force 99 and is subsequently left behind. He works willingly under the Empire.

It basically follows the original plotline of The Bad Batch to the letter, only with my own twist where Omega is raised by the Batch, making the separation that much more painful.

Lore:

Crosshair truly believes his brothers and daughter have a chance with the Empire, a chance where they will be safe and their future secure.

Crosshair's chip isn't removed until he's taken to Tantiss after Barton IV. He doesn't know this.

Graft

Graft : Combine or integrate with another

Inspiration: Lay His Soul To Rest - Chapter 1 - wwheeljack - Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

After a mission gone wrong on Kaller (not following canon), Hunter believes he’s lost his entire squad. He wakes up in Nala Se’s private lab to be told as much. Nala Se tells him the Republic has been reorganized into the Galactic Empire, and things are going to go steadily downhill from here on out for Kamino and the clones. She tells him to flee with Omega. Nala Se gives him all the essentials and a shuttle, and he flees to make a life on some Outer Rim planet, supporting himself and his daughter while he grieves over his loss.

Unbeknownst to him, his brothers are alive, but their chips have been modified to work perfectly. They’ve been told just about the same thing — that Hunter was killed in action, that Omega has been decommissioned. Crosshair picks up the role of Sergeant, and it’s all the sniper-turned-CO can do but fight to keep his now tiny family and squad alive and together (technically, Echo as ARC Corporal ought to be in charge, but I'm using the fact that he's not a Clone Commando to make Crosshair the Sergeant instead). They’re broken, but they’re together. Their grief outweighs the changing galaxy, even Echo barely cares for the sudden shift in loyalties (plus they reintegrate his chip).

Lore:

The Batch (including Echo) discover tubie Omega about a year or so before Order 66. When Hunter flees with her, she hasn’t even learned to speak yet.

Nala Se doesn’t tell Hunter about the inhibitor chips, or that she took his malfunctioning chip out when he was recovering.

I'm planning on including a lot of other clones, but I'm still not too familiar with the regs (read as a deeply affectionate nickname), so for now, I'll be steering clear of this AU. Just wanted to drop the link to the one work I've written in it.

DISCLAIMERS A. The names to these AUs more often than not bear no obvious resemblance to the AUs themselves (it's like an inside joke between me, myself and I sometimes). B. I'm horrifically fickle-minded and bad at committing to a particular idea. "Ik'aad" alone has a bunch of sub-AUs (is that the right term for diversions in an AU?). Things may change along the way, lore included, so bear with me, yeah?

#ik'aad #canon #graft #lookalike series #tbb fanfiction #imperial

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altocat · 9 months ago

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No spoilers Alto but did you like Rebirth?

Mostly yes!

There's a lot of great things and cool ideas. There's a lot of messy stuff I'd have preferred they'd have left alone. There's a lot of weird fucking shit that I had fun with. There's some stuff I'm completely fine with that others might be mixed on. And there's some new stuff where I'm very eager to see where it's going. I view the Remake Trilogy as a RE-Quel of sorts (Remake-Sequel) in that the OG still happened, but this is also an AU retelling of sorts because Sephiroth timeline fuckery, etc. That's how I frame it in my head.

I think they've overcomplicated a lot of the larger plot. I miss when things were a lot simpler and easier to explain. And I also miss the general grittiness and subtlety of the original game. That Rated T censor really had to cut some corners, especially with the violence. My biggest problem is the fact that the game loses a lot of the quiet moments that we had in the OG. There was lots of subtle nuance in just...breathing. Having characters do something extremely fucked up to no fanfare. Sad melancholy moments. But it is what it is. And I like the game fine for the most part. There's tons of really neat stuff and lots of very endearing character interactions. Lots of the callbacks to old sections of the Compilation were great. And the cast does an EXCELLENT job with the dub. Cody Christian as Cloud especially is just pitch perfect. He IS that character. I can't picture anyone else in the role.

So yeah. It's a good game. I'd give it an 8/10, maybe an 8.5. I also think the messier parts will tie into Part 3's narrative as well so I might do a complete reassessment of both Rebirth and Remake once the trilogy is complete.

#asks #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #sephcanons #ffvii rebirth #ff7 rebirth

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thestarwarslesbian · 1 year ago

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How my west wing AU is coming along-

So Far so good.

I wrote the chapter 1 summary yesterday.

The entire White House staff bristles with activity when it’s learned that the President (Breha Organa) injured herself during a bicycle accident, and her absence becomes a factor as chief of staff Mace Windu must juggle a host of impending crises, including a mass boat lift of Cuban refugees approaching the Florida coast and the reaction of conservative Christians to a controversial televised comment by deputy chief of staff Padmé Amidala. Meanwhile, Cody Fett, the trouble-prone deputy communications director, unknowingly spends the night with a call girl (Satine Kryze) and then makes another critical error during a children’s White House tour.

I just finished assining characters.

Main cast

Cody Fett [Sam Seaborn], Deputy White House Communications Director

Luminara [Mandy Hampton], Media Consultant

Thorn Fett [Charlie Young], Personal Aide to the President

Fox Fett [C. J. Cregg], White House Press Secretary

Riyo Chuchi [Toby Ziegler], White House Communications Director

Mace Windu [Leo McGarry], White House Chief of Staff

Padme Amidala [Josh Lyman], White House Deputy Chief of Staff

Breha Organa [Josiah Bartlet], President of the United States

Bail Organa [Abbey Bartlet], First Lady of the United States

Recurring cast

Anakin Skywalker [Donna Moss], assistant to Padme

Ponds Fett [Margaret Hooper], Assistant to Chief of Staff Windu

Depa Billaba [Dolores Landingham], President Organa's executive secretary

Yan Doku [Danny Concannon], senior White House correspondent for The Washington Post

Leia Organa [Zoey Bartlet], the youngest of the President's three daughters

Calab Dum [Mallory O'Brien], Leo McGarry's son

Adi Gallia [Admiral Percy Fitzwallace], Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff

Shaak Ti [John Hoynes], Vice President of the United States

Satine Kryze [Laurie], law student and part-time high priced call girl Sam sleeps with in the pilot.

Hera Sendulla [Gina Toscano], the Secret Service agent assigned to Leia

Bo-Katan Kryze [Joey Lucas], a Democratic political consultant

Thrie Fett [Andrea Wyatt], Congresswoman from Maryland's 5th district and ex-husband of Riyo Chuchi

#the west wing au #the west wing #star wars #the clone wars #bail/breha/fox #i am looking forward to finishing this chapter #and the whole thing

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cbindievrs · 7 months ago

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Got some more test muses, so If you want a starter with any of them, please like and reply choosing the muse.

Conner Luthor: Dylan Sprayberry OR Cody Christian FC. Basically a Superboy (DC verse only) but from an AU where Lex Luthor is good and create Conner. Superman is the villain on this AU. [ Besides the angry/drama gifs, he's very goofy 😭 ]

Jason Todd: Matthew Daddario FC. Red Hood (DC verse only). Your typical ran away bad boy.

Skyler Chaword: Emma Mackey FC. A Speedster (DC or Marvel verse only). Created in a lab since birth by her dad. Artificial powers.

#indie open rp #dc indie rp #dc rp #indie rp #indie open starter #rpi starter #indie starter #starter

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ninjadeathblade · 1 year ago

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Moulin Rouge Discotrain AU (part ten)

Summary: (Post-game canon) The Conductor and DJ Grooves agree to finally work on a movie together. They come up with 'Moulin Rouge', a musical drama filled with romance. Over time the two directors grow closer and discover that maybe they don't hate each other as much.

Beginning | Previous | Next

Word count: 853

Warnings: None

Author's notes: I wasn't going to post this up just yet but I feel like I shouldn't leave people on a cliffhanger with the sort of two part piece next. I now have another OC (the collection grows) so meet Cody!

Grooves fidgeted in his seat, unable to stop stressing.

Conductor rested a hand over one of his flippers.

"Quit it. Yer making me nervous too," the owl hissed.

The two of them had agreed to an interview with the press about their new movie.

They'd agreed to only talk to one interviewer, who would pose questions from fans and different news companies.

Which was why Grooves and Conductor were sat side by side, awaiting the questions that would be posed to them.

The cat that was acting as their interviewer seemed nice enough and excited to meet them. They had black fur like most of the Metro cats but had green eyes instead of the usual yellow.

"I'm sorry. I can't help it," Grooves replied.

"If it's about you being Christian then don't worry. You were the perfect choice for his role," Conductor comforted.

Grooves shot his companion a small smile.

"And we're going live in five, four, three, two, one-" the camera person counted the in.

"Hi, I'm Cody and I'm here today with esteemed directors The Conductor and DJ Grooves! We're going to be talking about their new collaborative movie Moulin Rouge," Cody started. "But first off, how are you two doing today?"

"Good," they replied in unison.

"So, what's it like working with each other? Cody asked. "Your infamous rivalry seems to have been pushed aside for this project."

"It's pretty fun actually," Grooves answered, looking over at Conductor.

"I don't know if we have a rivalry anymore, to be honest. This peck neck has actually been half decent. I can see myself workin' with him again sometime," Conductor admitted, looking over at Grooves as he said it.

Cody smiled as the two birds looked back over at them. "And what are your roles? It's well known you always play roles in your movies."

"I won't be starring," Conductor responded. "But Grooves here is going to be starring as one of the main characters. He's the perfect person I could've cast."

Grooves' breathing sped up, chest tightening again.

Cody's and Conductor's words faded into the background as he tried to keep his breathing even, tried to refocus.

But he couldn't. Grooves couldn't drag himself out of the pressure that he felt like drowning in.

What if he couldn't live up to Conductor's expectations?

He forced himself back into focus when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

The penguin looked over at the owl, who had a sympathetic look about him.

"Back with us?" Conductor asked gently, keeping his voice quiet enough that only Grooves could hear him.

"Yeah. Sorry. How much did I miss?" Grooves frowned, keeping his voice at an equal level.

"A bit but it's fine. You clearly weren't feelin' great. Don't worry about it," Conductor reassured, his thumb gently rubbing circles into Grooves' shoulder.

"What's happening now?"

"Advert break. We've got a few more minutes until the second half," Conductor explained.

Grooves sighed, closing his eyes behind his sunglasses.

"Or…we could just leave."

Grooves opened his eyes and looked at his friend.

"We can't do that. You worked so hard to get this interview on our terms," Grooves protested. "Connie, you can't-"

"But yer not happy. You did something for me when I was sad. So I owe you one," Conductor interrupted, standing and pulling Grooves up with him. "Come on. We can go the cinema. On me this time."

Grooves chuckled. "And what's the press going to think of the fact that we both ran off in the middle of an interview?"

"Peck it. I want to make you happy."

"Fine then."

"Let's go."

Conductor held onto Grooves' arm, dragging the penguin back to the room they'd left their things in.

"Oh, hey guys, do you need to go?" Cody asked.

"Yes. Urgent business, you know how it is," Conductor lied, picking up his satchel.

"Oh well, good luck! Can't wait to see the movie when it comes out." Cody offered a grin.

"Bye darling," Grooves said quickly before Conductor dragged him out the building.

"It's not like we have to go so fast," Grooves laughed as the two of them walked quickly down the street.

Conductor slowed down before coming to a stop. "Sorry."

"No, it's fine."

"It kind of works that we left. They're showing one of my movies and one of your movies back to back at the cinema," Conductor said, letting go of Grooves and walking slower down the street.

"You planned this, didn't you?" Grooves questioned, catching up to Conductor.

The owl stared down at the street as they walked.

"Perhaps. But I knew you probably wouldn't enjoy the interview. So I timed it that we would only have to be there for the first half then we could leave and go to the cinema," Conductor explained.

Grooves put a flipper on Conductor's shoulder, forcing the owl to stop.

His co-director looked up at him, jaw tensed.

"It's kind of you. Thanks Connie."

"Shut up peck neck."

Grooves snickered, picking up Conductor's hat off his head. "Very kind of you."

Conductor scowled up at him, swiping his hat back.

"Not kind."

#ahit #a hat in time #discotrain #dj grooves #the conductor #ahit oc #ahit au #ahit conductor #ahit dj grooves #ahit moulin rouge au #moulin rouge discotrain au

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