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autisticlancemcclain · 5 months

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“Pass me the — thing.”

“The thing.”

“Yes. The one.”

Hunk’s amusement is evident. “Here’s the thing about capital-T Things, Pidge Podge.”

She makes a face. Ugh, not him too. The annoying nicknames Lance comes up with always seem to end up in other people’s vocabularies. It’s the worst. (They don’t even make sense, either. Her name comes from Pascha, her Hebrew name, because she was tiny even when she was a baby. And Matt is ridiculous. But Lance’s names come from nowhere!)

(…She supposes she’ll allow it, though. Occasionally. Because she’s the best ever, basically, and endlessly benevolent.)

“Things in concept are referential,” Hunk continues, snickering to himself as he dodged her blind kick. “Ergo, you need to reference them. Specifically. Outside of your own brain.”

She makes a noise of frustration, tilting her head in the direction of the scrap pile on Hunk’s work table. “The thing! Shiny! With the— blegh!” She is Focused right now, alright. There are Processes happening in her brain. Words are secondary.

“I’m just going to ignore you now.”

“No! The thing! The thing that looks like a dreidel!”

“There we go,” he says emphatically. She scowls at him. He grins brightly. She holds her glare for a whopping three seconds, which is frankly record-breaking, so. Point to her. “That’s a referential Thing.”

He scoops up the piece and tosses it at her. She catches it without looking (which is wicked cool and something she will subtly mention next time she watches Allura drop something) and sets it on the table top beside her, finishing up a tricky solder. Leaning back to admire her handiwork, which is, indeed, quite handy, her gaze keeps getting pulled to the little part.

“You know, it really does look like a dreidel.” She picks it up by the stem, flicking the little acorn-shaped object and watching it spin. It works like one, too.

Hunk hums. After a few moments, curious at the air newly lacking the sounds of her tinkering, he looks over at her. He purses his lips thoughtfully.

“…What day is it on Earth, do you think?”

Pidge shrugs. “We left in late May. Been a few months, at least.”

“Lance has a watch.”

“Course he does. ‘Cause he’s a big ol’ nerd geek loser.”

Hunk snorts. “Indeed.”

At the same time, without either of them having to say a word, they scramble to their feet, abandoning their projects and rushing out the workroom door.

“Pool?” Hunk asks.

“Nah, training room. He was in the pool this morning.”

Neither of them is particularly fast, but after months of Shiro’s training they can handle their own. They don’t, sprint, per se, because that would be embarrassing and Lance would be all dorky and pleased about it (can’t have that), but they…hustle. Hustle would be the right word. There’s some hastiness about, some purpose to their step.

As they run past the kitchen and finally turn down the corridor to get to the training room, a door opens on the left and someone walks out. Hunk grabs the back of Pidge’s sweater (totally not Keith’s grey hoodie that she stole) to keep her from crashing straight into them.

“Hey, Lance,” Hunk says, smiling brightly. “We were just looking for you!”

Lance, predictably, gets all dorky and pleased about it.

“Well, Lancey-Lance is at your service,” he preens, brushing fake dust off his shoulders. “Of course I am happy to offer my services to such —”

“Why’d you come outta Keith’s room?” Pidge interrupts, squinting.

She’s pretty sure that’s Keith’s room, anyway. The door on the left has a dent on it from when Lance tripped and brained himself on it in their first week of space.

Curiously — oh so curiously — Lance turns a violent shade of red and cringes with his whole entire body.

“Whaaat,” he says, voice cracking so many times she actually winces in reflective sympathy. He laughs nervously. “That’s not — I’m not — Keith isn’t —”

He opens his mouth, then closes it, then coughs, then doesn’t bother. Pidge can actually feel the heat pouring off of him, which is so humiliating that she almost decides to be merciful.

“Is Keith also in there?” she says instead, because fuck that.

Lance looks at the floor like he’s considering swan diving onto it. “What did you guys need me for again?” he asks, loudly.

Hunk, too soft from years of close proximity to Lance, takes pity. “We need your watch, dude. What day is it on Earth?”

Lance’s dark eyes go a bit sad, like they always do when someone mentions the E-word. But it’s gone before Pidge can so much as register it, really, and then he’s glancing down at his dork ass bright blue Moana watch and saying, “One twenty-six on December 7th.”

Pidge cheers. Hunk grins.

“Clear your schedule!” Pidge shouts, pumping her fists. “Hanukkah starts in a few hours!”

———

“An…oil…feast?”

“Yeah!” Pidge says enthusiastically. Allura leans forward, intrigued — she loves stories from Earth. Anything from Earth fascinates her, really. “Thousands of years ago, Jews — my people culturally and religiously — had just freed themselves from the cruel rule of a kingdom that resided over them. They wanted to purify the Temple — that’s where practicing Jews go to pray — so they were burning holy oil. But there was only one bottle of sacred oil, which was upsetting, since that would only burn for one night. But miraculously, the oil kept burning for eight nights!”

Allura gasps. “But how?”

Pidge shrugs. “Religious Jews believe it was a miracle from God, who is our holy deity. Whether or not you’re religious though, Hanukkah is celebrated at the end of every year to commemorate Jewish resilience and hope. The oil is our physical way of celebrating, ‘cause it burned for eight days exactly — as long as it takes to make more oil.”

“And so we get to celebrate by eating delicious fried food,” Lance adds, fist-pumping. He grins at Pidge’s raised eyebrows. “My sister-in-law is Jewish, so my neice and nephew are too. We celebrate Hanukkah every year and it rocks.”

Pidge can feel her smile lighting up her body. There are bigger celebrations, and more religiously important ones, but Hanukkah is so much fun. She hasn’t celebrated in too long — it came and went last year before she even noticed, too wrapped up in finding her brother. And the year before that, her and Mom couldn’t…not without Dad and Matt. They couldn’t celebrate with just the two of them, they spent most evenings in their own rooms.

Shiro’s steady hand comes to rest on her shoulder, squeezing gently. She glances up to find him smiling sadly at her, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her head.

“We’ll light a candle for each of them,” he murmurs into her hair. “Colleen, too.”

“Is that what’s done?” Coran inquires softly. “Candles lit, in remembrance?”

Pidge hums, leaning back into Shiro. He holds steady, hand staying fast on her shoulder. Keith flashes her one of his quick smiles, small and comforting.

“Yeah. Eight candles, in something called a menorah. One for each night, one for each intention.” She meets Coran’s eyes first, then Allura’s, her own expression determined. “We’ll light a candle for Altea, too.”

“I would like that,” whispers Allura, swallowing.

“I can make the menorah,” Hunk offers, “if you and Lance want to help. Lance has a good eye for design.”

Pidge takes a couple more moments in Shiro’s embrace, soaking up some of his strength. No one interrupts her. Once she feels like she can stand straight again, like her family is tucked neatly where they usually are in the centre of her heart rather than spilling out all over the place, she stands, patting Shiro’s hand as it falls away, and steps towards her friends.

“Yes, let’s do. We’ll need a few things, actually, to get ready. Keith, you think you can paint the right symbols on the dreidel if I describe them to you?”

He nods. “Yep. I’ll draw ‘em out first, it shouldn’t take long. I think I’ve seen them before, anyway.”

“Cool. Allura, Coran, you wanna put up some decorations? Lance can help you out.”

All three enthusiastically agree, rushing off to make do.

“Shiro —” She falters. “Uh, dude, maybe steer clear of the kitchen. Wanna help with the menorah since Lance is on decorations? Then Hunk’ll have more time to cook.”

Shiro pouts, as he always does when he’s teased about his cursed kitchen tendencies, but the twitch of his smile gives him away.

“I guess,” he laments. “I’m sure I could fry latkes without burning the castle down.”

Keith, Pidge, and Hunk shudder in unison.

“Yeah, right,” Keith says. “You remember when you set a pot of water on fire, Hazard Boy? Because I do.”

———

For people who have no idea what they’re doing, the decorations end up looking really nice.

Everything does, actually. By the time Lance’s watch hits six — the time they have all collectively decided will be sundown based on absolutely nothing — everything is prepped and ready to go. Keith got the characters down after a couple tries, and the dreidel looks like any other one Pidge has used before. Lance had, from what Pidge picked up from Allura’s grumbling, channeled his inner festivity dictator to ensure all decorations were as lovely as possible with their limited materials. Of course the menorah Hunk and Pidge created looks beautifully intricate, one of the more gorgeous things Pidge has ever seen even with all the wonky mismatched candles.

“Okay,” Hunk says, clapping his hands together. “If you guys want to set up the table, Lance and I will be finished plating the food shortly. I dunno about you guys, but I’ve been smelling fried food for a couple hours now, and I need to eat.”

“Please,” Pidge groans, because she’s been smelling it too and boy is Hunk ever a head chef.

Everyone rushes to get the table set as quickly as possible. Pidge makes sure to put Lance’s favourite cup (that he has a hissy fit if anyone else so much as looks at, even though it is practically identical to ever other cup except one tiny chip one the bottom that he loves for some reason) next to the chair closest to the door, where Keith always sits, because she has not forgotten the Earlier Incident. If all goes well then something embarrassing will happen for her to witness, which is all she can ask for, really.

“Can someone who is not Allura come help me bring food over?” Hunk calls from the kitchen as Pidge places the last fork. “No offense, Princess, but I watched you and Lance walk into the same door this morning and I’d rather our hard work not end up splatted and inedible on the floor.”

“Offense taken,” says Allura darkly, and Lance’ whining echoes all the way to where they’re standing.

Keith meets Pidge’s eye and snickers.

“I got it, Hunk,” he calls, jogging over to them.

“Absolutely not!” Lance screeches. “There is no way I will allow Mullet to be entrusted with something I am not allowed to —”

He cuts himself off with a loud shriek. Whether Keith finally pinched him quiet or Lance is just shrieking for drama’s sake Pidge will never know, but moments later the red paladin is striding out of the kitchen, heaping bowl in one hand, batting Lance away with the other.

“If you drop that I’ll kill you both,” Hunk promises, setting the heaping plate he’s holding down on the table.

Thankfully, nothing gets dropped (although does it ever come close). Everyone is accounted for and seated and nothing has gone to waste, and Pidge’s stomach is growling.

“Got a little bit of everything,” Hunk says. “Classic latkes, kugel, and sufganiyot. And you mentioned the zippoli and arancini your Nonna used to make, Pidge, so I made some of that too. And Lance made lots of masitas and plátanos.”

“Hope that’s okay,” Lance says, face kind of scrunched. “I know it’s not traditional, but we had it on Hanukkah, and I thought —”

Pidge grins at him. “Looks great, man.”

Everyone takes turns passing food around and loading up their plate. Pidge takes four zippoli. She regrets nothing. She has had none in several years and this looks perfect.

Before anyone starts, all eyes turn to Pidge, so she squeezes her eyes shut and remembers her mother’s blessing: “Barukh ata Adonai Eloheinu melekh ha’olam shehakol niyah bidvaro.” She opens her eyes again. “Dig in, everybody.”

No one needs to be told twice. For a while the castle is even shockingly silent, everyone too busy shoving their faces. Keith chokes on latke. Shiro laughs at him until the red on his face is from more than a lack of oxygen.

“I love human food,” gushes Allura, inhaling more plátanos. “You guys got to eat like this every day?”

“Unless you lived with someone who regular fucks up ramen noodles,” Keith says pointedly, dodging Shiro’s under-the-table-kick.

“I think Numbers Two and Three might just be talented in the kitchen,” Coran responds. Both Hunk and Lance beam at the praise.

After dinner — and lordy it does not take long to polish it off — they clear the plates away, tidying up the table, as Pidge sets out the menorah. She carefully sets out the candles they have gathered, arranging and re-arranging the order. When she’s satisfied, she picks up the smallest candle, thin green stripes running up its sides, and places it in the space at the far right. She picks up the shamash — choosing the thickest and tallest one — and accepts the lighter Keith offers her. Once it is flaming, she holds it outwards, and begins to softly recite the blessings she memorized so long ago:

“Baruch atah, Adonai Eloheinu, Melech haolam, asher kid’shanu b’mitzvotav v’tsivanu l’hadlik ner shel Hanukkah. Baruch atah, Adonai Eloheinu, Melech haolam, she-asah nisim laavoteinu v’imoteinu bayamim hahaeim baz’man hazeh. Baruch atah, Adonai Eloheinu, Melech haolam, shehecheyanu v'kiy'manu v'higiyanu laz'man hazeh.”

She says the words slowly, carefully, allowing herself to feel the shape of them on her tongue. They are familiar. They are heavy. They get caught in her throat, tangled, and stay there until tears begin to trickle down her cheeks, softening the way out. Her voice shakes, but she feels her own strength spreading through her like the heat of the shamesh candle.

“Make it home to me, Matt,” she whispers, as she lights the first candle.

———

“Okay, there is no fucking way.”

Pidge cackles at Keith’s indignant protest, accepting Lance’s sharp high-five and dragging in the entire pot of tokens again.

The two of them are absolutely fucking killing it. Their token piles are high. Keith has had to begrudgingly ask Lance for a loan no less than six times. Everyone else is dangerously low, except for Coran, who’s doing alright.

Pidge thinks this is righteous. As the two youngest, she and Lance should be winning by birthright, basically.

“Suck it, Kogane,” she says gleefully. She flicks a token at him. “Take some charity.”

Keith scowls at her, but takes the token because he is too broke not to. It is greatly amusing.

Ha! Loser.

The game shouldn’t last as long as it does, but somehow it keeps going for hours. Pidge suspects Shiro has several dozen tokens up his sleeve and is cheating. Allura may also be using alchemy to make more tokens appear. Either way, Pidge and Lance’s hordes are steadily increasing, and the menorah has long since been blown out, and the food has settled in everyone’s stomach, and Pidge’s head keeps drooping.

“Think it’s just you and me, Pidge-Podge,” Lance says softly. Someone tucks her hair behind her ear, she’s not sure who. Her eyes might be closed. “What say you we call it a tie, huh?”

“There’s no tie in dreidel,” she argues. “We gotta finish.”

“I’m thinking we play again tomorrow,” Coran suggests. “I’m sure when you’re fully awake you can destroy Number Four much more efficiently.”

“Hey,” says Number Four in question, indignantly.

Pidge manages a smile. Keith sticks his tongue out back at her, and the next thing she knows there are arms around her waist and she’s airborne. She buries her face in a strong shoulder and pretends, secretly, it’s her father, even though she knows it’s not.

“Say goodnight, dork,” whispers Shiro. He pauses, adjusting slightly. “Oof.”

“You’re getting old,” says Keith gleefully.

“Respect your elders,” hisses Lance, accompanied by a swift punch to Keith’s shoulder.

“Ow!” Keith complains, but interestingly he only pouts at Lance instead of maiming him. “It’s Shiro! He’s not even an elder, he’s six! You —”

“Goodnight, Pidge,” say Hunk and Allura, loudly.

Pidge smiles. Her voice is half-buried in Shiro’s shirt. “Night.”

She doesn’t remember the walk to her room, but she feels it when she’s laid down, when blankets are fluffed over her and a kiss is pressed to her forehead.

“Sleep well, Katie,” whispers a voice, and the cool metal of the fingers brushing her hair are soothing. “Love you, kiddo. Happy Hanukkah.”

She falls asleep the the click of her door closing and a warmth burning hot in her heart.

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tiptapricot · 6 months

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🌙✨Travelers of the night!✨🌙

The time has come for us to share the month of prompts for Moon KnightCember! This is a collaborative list put together and shaped by many lovely fans who have contributed ideas, designs, information, guidance, and more to make a fun December fan event for all!

This event is open to all forms of Moon Knight, from comics to the MCU show, and participants are welcome to create for any version or mix they desire. Prompts are available every other day to give people the ability to choose their pacing, and one or both prompts can be used depending on preference. When participating, please use the hashtag #MKcember2023!

Good luck in your creative fight, we can’t wait to see what you create!

Big thanks to @crystaljelly64 (who also did all the graphics here), @belablue222, @fdelopera and all the others that contributed to the making of this event! :-D

(Basic IDs in ALT and full image descriptions including written out prompt list and live links under cut! A transcript of the Cinco Pa’ Las Doce Instagram highlight is also included under Resources.)

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Image 1: The moon knight-cember prompt list. Moon knight envelops the prompt calendar with his cape, white cloth encircling the edges and black filling the background behind the prompts. The Moon Knight-cember title is written in stylized text above the calendar, the C a golden crescent dart and the background behind it light blue and snowy. The prompts read:

1st: “Headspace” and/or “Home Is Where The Heart Is”

3rd: “Supernatural Encounter(s)” and/or “Good Friends”

5th: “Cab-allero” and/or “Constellations”

7th: “Chanukah Sameach” and/or “Gelt and Gus/Crawley”

9th: “Candles” and/or “Chanukiah”

11th: “Chanukah Food” and/or “Dreidel”

13th: “Tzedek” and/or “Perseverance”

15th: “Shabbat” and/or “Kiddush Cup”

17th: “Rainy Day” and/or “VHS Tape”

19th: “Diners, Drive Ins, and Dives” and/or “Notes”

21st: “Judgement” and/or “Negative Space”

23rd: “Blast Off!” and/or “Sink”

25th: “Calm Before The Storm” and/or “Little Bug”

27th: “Floating/Blurry” and/or “Phone Call”

29th: “Reflection” and/or “Every Grain Of Sand”

31st: “Cinco Pa’ Las Doce” and/or “Together”

The days of Hanukkah, December 7th through the 15th, are highlighted in glowing gold. The rest of the prompt text is a light blue.

Image 2: A list of basic definitions for words on the prompt list. The definitions read as follows:

Caballero (Spanish): “Knight” ; “Gentleman”

Chanukah Sameach (Jewish): “Happy Hanukkah”; common greeting during Hanukkah

Gelt (Jewish): chocolate coins wrapped in gold foil and given to others to inspire charity

Chanukiah (Jewish): menorah or lamp used for Hanukkah

Dreidel (Jewish): spinning top; played with during Hanukkah

Tzedek (Jewish): “Justice”; “Fairness”; how things should be

Shabbat (Jewish): the Jewish day of Rest

Kiddush Cup (Jewish): cup of wine that’s blessed during Shabbat/Jewish holiday meals

Cinco Pa’ Las Doce (Spanish): “5 minutes til 12”; a New Years Eve song from South and Central America

Image 3: Text that reads: Links and Sources. For more info on Hanukkah and Shabbat, you can go to myjewishlearning.com, and you can also find examples of prayers and services from Jewish YouTubers!

Check out @belablue222’s story highlight “CPLD 🌙 🕰️” for more details on the song and tradition, as well as how it connects to Moon Knight! (Transcript from Instagram below ID)

Links and recommended posts will also be added below cut!

Image 4: text that reads: Slide 7: Text that reads:

Reminder!

During a time of folks using current events to spread hate and vitriol, it’s important to stand firm with love and support for Jewish people and make sure our spaces are firmly free of antisemitism. Fighting fire with fire is never the solution, and support and action for groups in peril does not and should not require falling to different types of bigotry or antisemitic tropes. MKCember is a celebration of a beloved Jewish character and all aspects of that should be respected and loved, and focus on joy and genuine exploration. While creating your works, be aware, be vigilant, and be informed, and together we can make something lovely! /end ID]

Resources:

MyJewishLearning.com

Chanukah Sameach

Gelt

Chanukiah

Dreidel

Tzedek

Shabbat

Kiddush Cup

Post by @fdelopera about engaging with Moon Knight and Jewish celebrations respectfully and carefully during this challenge

Cinco Pa’ Las Doce Instagram highlight (transcript below)

Transcript of Cinco Pa’ Las Doce deep dive by @belablue222:

“Cinco Pa' las doce: a cultural deep dive and its ties to the moon knight system.

Disclaimer: I am latina, but i cannot speak for all of the traditions practiced or not practiced in all latinoamérica countries due to how many of us there are, as well as how unique each of our traditions are. Because of this, I will be using traditions that are more widely practiced.

As we approach the end of the year, places all over the world prepare to bring in the new year with all sorts of traditions and customs. It is a time of celebrating, mingling, and integrating. It’s a time for one to connect to their background of where they come from, and embrace tradition.

New Years is especially important in latinoamérica, and has traditions that go back decades or even centuries. Today, i will be talking about a well known and beloved tradition, as well as others that are commonly practiced in central and South America.

Cinco Pa’ Las Doce

Written in 1963 and performed by Venezuelan actor and singer Néstor Zavarce, Cinco Pa' Las Doce is a hauntingly beautiful song about a person wanting to run home to hug their mom for New Years, with the sound of bells playing throughout the street. The song became immensely popular throughout latinoamérica throughout the years, and there are many different versions with many different styles, but the original one still remains the iconic classic widely known.

In typical tradition, people with gather together at 11:55pm on New Year’s Eve and spend time together, thinking about past memories, wondering what the new years will bring, and enjoy each others company as the song plays. Once the song ends, it is midnight, and people will celebrate this by doing many different traditions, here are a few of them that are most commonly practiced...

Typical traditions:

Fireworks: like a lot of other places, fireworks are often lit in the biggest of cities, or the smallest of villages, the colors brightening the sky of the new year.

12 uvas: eating 12 grapes at midnight is a tradition that is ment to bring good luck for the new year, and represent 12 wishes that will only come true if the grapes are eaten quickly.

Walking a block with a suitcase: when the clock strikes midnight, some people will grab a suitcase and walk (or even run) a block around their neighborhood for them to be able to travel and go to many places in the new year

Lentils: lentils have significance in many different ways for latam countries. some will eat lentils or lentil soup at midnight, others will pocket them or even wrap 12 of them in a bill, no matter what, lentils are meant to bring good fortune and prosperity for the new year.

Yet what does this all have to do with Moon Knight?

The Moon Knight system in the MCU are both Jewish as well as Latino. New years is a great way for them to connect with their latam roots, while also being respectful to their other traditions as well. They can enjoy latinoamerican foods that are customary to the winter seasons, sing songs in spanish, and enjoy many other things. they could even intigrate things or come up with new traditions so they can comfortably celebrate el año nuevo.

From an artistic standpoint, it's a good way to ponder what their relationship is with these traditions that have deep ties to family, and the potential effects it has on them due to their own relationship with their family. Do they struggle? Do they reclaim? Do they pass these traditions on?

An interesting thing to ponder to the ethereal bells of Cinco Pa' las Doce.” (End of transcript)

#moon knight #MKcember2023 #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #khonshu moon knight #layla el faouly #yehya badr #hunters moon #dr badr #the fruit is talking again

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statecryptids · 6 months

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A short segment on Jewish astronaut Jeff Hoffman celebrating Hanukkah in space in 1993, including spinning a dreidel in zero gravity.

#hanukkah #outer space #jewish

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spinthetags · 3 months

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South Park March Madness begins today!

It’s March 1st, and we’re excited to get March Madness underway! Above are the brackets that we’ll be using, divided into two images due to space. The songs above are a mix of the songs you suggested and the songs the mods filled the extra space with! We have a total of 64 songs, but only one can win.

For the first round, two 24-hour polls will be posted each day at 8 PM EST. Make sure to vote on both of them! The most voted song will move to the next round, while the least voted song will be eliminated. We encourage you to reblog this post with your predictions! We’re curious to see what you all are rooting for.

May the best South Park song win!

Underneath the cut is a transcript of the matches for the first round for if the images are difficult to read! This post will be updated with the winners of each round as the polls are completed.

Put It Down/Eric Don’t Do It VS La Resistance (Mole’s Reprise)

Simultaneous VS Hell Isn’t Good

It’s Easy, Mmmkay VS Joseph Smith Was Called A Prophet

I’m Super VS I’ve Got Some Apples (Lu Lu Lu)

Mountain Town VS Underpants Gnomes Work Song

Chef’s Chocolate Salty Balls VS Santa Claus Is On His Way

Push (Feeling Good on a Wednesday) VS Democracy in Cuba

Rebecca's Song VS The Most Offensive Song Ever

Jackin’ It In San Diego VS Queef Free

Turds VS Give Life A Try

Theme Song VS We Are Living In The Future

Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel VS Make It Right

La Resistance VS I Can Change

Dead, Dead, Dead VS I’m Not The Poorest Kid In School

Uncle Fucka VS Theme Song (Goth Kids Version)

A Lonely Jew on Christmas VS Taco Flavored Kisses

Kyle’s Mom’s A Bitch VS The Ballad of Tweek and Craig

It’s Butters! VS Up There

Not My Waterpark VS The Imagination Song

Eyes of a Child VS Faith +1 Medley

Make Bullying Kill Itself VS Ballad of Lemmiwinks

Princess Kenny’s Theme VS It Happened In Sun Valley

Gay Fish VS Do What You Wanna Do

Merry F**king Christmas VS Wendy's Song

Let's Fighting Love VS Crab People Crab People

What What In The Butt VS I’m Gonna Make Love To You Woman

What Would Brian Boitano Do? VS Christmas Time In Hell

Swiss Colony Beef Log VS Somalian Pirates We

Blame Canada VS Getting Gay With Kids

Hey People You Gotta Drive Hybrid Cars VS Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo

I Hate You Guys VS I Got Cred, Bitches

Fingerbang VS Canada On Strike

#south park #march madness #south park march madness #sp march madness #spmm #eric cartman #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #kenny mccormick

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saleintothe90s · 4 months

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478. 93 things about 1993, part 5

(part 4)

26. G.I. Joe and Barbie's voiceboxes get switched.

A group of performance artists switched the voiceboxes of about 300 G.I. Joe and Teen Talk Barbie. This was later referenced in the Simpsons episode Lisa Vs. Malibu Stacy:

Poor Celeste.

27. Bill's Half Brother

Leon died in 2009 at the age of 70. He and Bill met a few times! 1

28. The first dreidel in space

Spun by Jeff Hoffman.

29. Lawrence comes out in For Better or for Worse (April 10th)

Lawrence, Michael's friend in the strip came out of the closet in the spring of 1993. Of course, people got mad and demanded the strip be pulled from their local papers:

In the next few weeks, Lawrence, who is 17, will also reveal his sexual orientation to his mother and stepfather. Reader beware; the next two sentences give away plot details. His mother will insist Lawrence is mistaken, and his stepfather will throw Lawrence out of the house. He will spend a lonely night in a doughnut shop until Mike locates him and brings him home for a reconciliation with his famiy.

The plot line has already proved too rich for some tastes. Universal Press Syndicate editorial director Lee Salem says about 20 of some 1,400 newspapers subscribing to “For Better or For Worse” have asked for backup material that can be substituted for the Lawrence strips, and eight have canceled the comic outright.

Lynn Johnston, the Canadian cartoonist who writes and draws the 14-year-old strip, says she knew she was entering a sensitive area, but she’s a little surprised by the scope of the negative reaction.

“What I wrote was kind; it was caring,” she says. “It explored both sides of the issue.”

[...]

Thomas Mitchell did. He’s the editor of the Las Vegas Review-Journal, one of the newspapers pulling the Lawrence panels in favor of backup material.

“We had a pretty little heated argument among ourselves,” he says.

Mitchell finally decided parents shouldn’t abruptly find themselves explaining the material to their children over the morning Rice Krispies.

“It’s the comics page, man. Give me a break,” he says. “It’s an interesting topic. Teenage homosexuality: How do you handle it; how do you talk about it?”

Mitchell says he wouldn’t object to a feature story on the subject, possibly illustrated by strips from “For Better or For Worse.”

Bob Hansen of Enfield probably wishes he was getting Mitchell’s newspaper. Hansen is a Courant subscriber who called the paper Monday to complain about the tack Johnston’s strip had taken.

“I’m very upset about it,” he says. “Comics, in the first place, comics are for fun.”

Hansen says he doesn’t object to homosexuals, but he objects to having homsexuality pushed at people who aren’t interested in hearing about it. In particular, he disliked Lawrence’s remark, in Monday’s episode, insisting he isn’t confused about his orientation: “Everybody else is confused.” 2

For the record, I obsessed over For Better or for Worse almost as much as I did Funky Winkerbean. Good to know Lawrence had a good ending as the strip wound to the end in the Summer of 2008.

30. Dana Carvey almost becomes the host of Late Night.

He said no when offered. 3

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31. Addy becomes an American Girl

There was some controversy among the company whether Addy would be "too real" for kids:

Indeed, the story of Addy may be too heavy for the frail shoulders of a doll, and it clearly represents a dramatic shift in the tone of these children's books. While the other dolls face such traumas as wild bears, sailing during a storm or even choosing between loyalty to the crown of England or the patriots of the new Colonies, none can really compare with watching your brother being whipped by a cruel overseer because he "done run off." In "Meet Addy," the first of her series, she escapes from slavery with her mother, after they are forcibly separated from the rest of the family.

Pittsburgh novelist Connie Porter, who was hired to write the Addy books, is aware of the criticism. "Some people don't want to see a character in slavery -- that's ridiculous," she said. "You can run the risk of being so politically correct that you can lose whole periods of history. Children are more ready to talk about these things than some adults are."

Porter, who met twice with the advisory board to discuss story content and the use of dialect, said that she has not trivialized slavery in any way. If anything, she has made it more real to a modern child than it might have been before, she said. "I tried to show how a black child would be treated during the day at the age of 9," she said. "That she had a job like a grown person. Addy works all day worming tobacco plants. She also serves occasionally for the master, who treats her with indifference. At one point they treat her badly. She's a piece of property." 4

32. Krusty gets canceled, but marge doesn’t say anything. (May 13th)

Y'all Ever notice that Marge has no lines in the classic Simpsons episode "Krusty Gets Canceled"? She's there, but no lines. According to the DVD commentaries, Al Jean said that Julie Kavner felt uncomfortable being in an episode with so many celebrity guests, describing it as "tasteless". I guess she changed her mind through the years.

33. Lorena Bobbit copycats

In a four-month period, at least three men besides John Bobbitt had their genitals trashed by angry women. In April, a 29-year-old woman in Milwaukee partially severed her boyfriend's penis after he announced that he wanted to break up, reported the Milwaukee Journal. In Waynesville, N.C., in July, Cynthia Mason Gillett, 28, was charged with setting her husband's genitals on fire while he slept after an argument, reported the Charlotte Observer. In April, Jose Dogelio, 31, was shot in the penis by a woman he was "flashing" on a street in Dasmarinas, Philippines, according to the Manila newspaper, People's Journal. 5

Cynthia was put on probation in January of 1994 because her husband refused to testify against her. She doused his genitals in nail polish and caught them on fire! 6 I could not find Jose's condition.

When I was a kid and I'd see pieces about Lorena and John Bobbit on the news, I pictured Lorena cutting John's penis off with scissors.

Barker, Jennifer, and Medianews Group. “Former Paradise Resident Ritzenthaler, Clinton’s Half-Brother, Dies.” Chico Enterprise-Record (blog), January 14, 2009. https://www.chicoer.com/20090114/former-paradise-resident-ritzenthaler-clintons-half-brother-dies/. https://archive.is/YqjO4 .

Hartford Courant. “COMIC TACKLES CONTROVERSIAL ISSUE AS CHARACTER ANNOUNCES HE IS GAY.” March 31, 1993. https://www.courant.com/1993/03/31/comic-tackles-controversial-issue-as-character-announces-he-is-gay/. https://archive.is/dZIGX

Carter, Bill. 1995. The Late Shift: Letterman, Leno, and the Network Battle for the Night. New York: Hyperion. 225-226.

Rosenfeld, Megan. “WHOLESOME BABES IN TOYLAND.” Washington Post, May 24, 1993. https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/lifestyle/1993/05/24/wholesome-babes-in-toyland/b4ed92ca-1571-4ec9-9290-4dfb4ded0b7b/.

Shepherd, Chuck. “1993: THE YEAR OF THE WEIRD.” Washington Post, December 26, 1993. https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/opinions/1993/12/26/1993-the-year-of-the-weird/cca1ec6a-5dc9-4be6-9087-e26abe3c657f/.

Tulsa World . “Woman Who Burned Mate Gets Probation.” January 22, 1994. https://1ft.io/proxy?q=https%3A%2F%2Ftulsaworld.com%2Fnews%2Fwoman-who-burned-mate-gets-probation%2Farticle_910a1d92-ff60-57f9-af48-af57d99ad8e2.html

#1993 #Lorena bobbit #teen talk barbie #barbie #bill clinton #for better or for worse #dana carvey #american girl dolls #Krusty gets canceled #marge simpson

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Hello! I was hoping I could ask something, if not please disregard. I teach fifth grade, and most of my students celebrate Christmas, but I have one who is Jewish and celebrates Hanukah. He has been telling me lots of interesting things about Judaism I never knew, which is pretty cool. The other teachers on my team are planning Christmas parties for their home rooms, but I’d like this student to not feel left out. Some other students actually suggested a hybrid party of sorts. Do you have any suggestions, or resources/reading material recommendations? I felt like I have learnt a lot more and have a better of understanding of Judaism since meeting him, so I’d like to him to feel happy and included for our holiday party

Alright, so first I'm gonna link some articles so you can learn about what Chanukah is:

What is Hanukkah?

Hanukkah 101

Hanukkah: Customs and Rituals

And here are some resources for Chanukah activites you could maybe do with your students:

12 Hanukkah Activities We Love

Hanukkah Craft: Milk Carton Dreidels

I think having a Chanukah themed activity or craft would mean a lot to your Jewish student, and it would also give your other students a chance to learn about holiday experiences different than their own. If there's a Jewish teacher on staff, it might be helpful to have them come in and help explain the Chanukah holiday, or maybe you could have a show-and-tell activity where each student talks about their own family holiday traditions, and it gives your Jewish student a chance to talk about Chanukah.

*I'm spelling Chanukah as "Chanukah", but as you can see there's no real correct way to spell it.

I think it's great that you want to make an inclusive space for your Jewish student and the world would be a much better place if there were more teachers like you :)

#jumblr #judaism #chanukah #resources #hanukkah #education

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Tis the damn season, people! This year at oc-challenges, we’re doing a winter holidays challenge! Challenges are Hanukkah,The Winter Solstice, Christmas, and New Years inspired. @aliverse and @elmunson have teamed up with @victoriapedrcttis and @maddies-buckley to come up with 32 prompts to hopefully inspire and delight you!

RULES

Be respectful and accepting, most holidays have their roots in religion and it’s important to both treat people of any religion with kindness and be sure any depictions of a religion you are not a part of is researched well and done respectfully.

You know the usual, don’t steal edits. If you feel an edit of yours or someone else’s has been stolen and would like to report it, follow these guidelines.

For any crossovers, make sure the other person is okay with crossovers.

Feel free to ask questions, all prompts are open to interpretation!

In order for your post to be included in this blog, it must be tagged with #owhc2022.

And last but certainly not least, have fun!

Challenges under the cut...

EIGHT DAYS OF HANUKKAH For the first eight days, we will be celebrating Hanukkah!

Day One: Soon So Shall It Be By You (December 1st)

In the spirit of OC Challenges, our first challenge is dedicated to Jewish OCs; an ethnoreligious group and nation originating from the Israelites and Hebrews of historical Israel and Judah. Create to your heart's content, and if you don’t have one of your own then feel free to make a new one inspired by this prompt or make something for someone else’s Jewish OC!

Day Two: All of The Honor (December 2nd)

Most winter holidays are about the appreciation of life, family, and friends. Today we’re making something to show an appreciation for someone else. Make something for a Jewish OC creator, let them know that they're loved and cherished.

Day Three: Hanukkah Oh Hanukkah (December 3rd)

Day three is all about the holiday itself! Make or write something nice about your Jewish OC celebrating Hanukkah by themselves, their friends, or family, or even an non Jewish OC celebrating with their Jewish friends or family!

Day Four: A Game of Dreidel (December 4th)

Much like the teetotum, the dreidel is a four sided spinning top toy that bears letters of the Hebrew alphabet. The game has become a famous tradition during Hanukkah, created as a way to help those study the Torah. Show us what your OC’s dreidel would look like or write about your OC playing the game with friends and family!

Day Five: Light The Candles, Count Your Blessings

On the first night of Hanukkah when you light the first candle with the shamash, you recite three blessings. For this day, take a look at what your OC values and the things and people they are thankful then make an edit or write something to highlight those things.

Day Six: In Honor of The Maccabees (December 6th)

The Maccabees were a priestly family of Jews who organized a successful rebellion against the Seleucid ruler Antiochus IV and reconsecrated the defiled Temple of Jerusalem. What is something that your oc would die / risk their life for? Have they done it already? Have they lead a rebellion or campaigned for change?

Day Seven: A Great Miracle Happened Here (December 7th)

In the holy temple in Jerusalem, a menorah burned for eight days. It became known as a miracle, giving Jews time to purify and rededicate sacred space. Where did your OCs miracles happen? Is there a place they consider sacred or special? A place that brings them great comfort?

Day Eight: Miracle of Eight Days (December 8th)

A small vial of oil to keep the flames burning for one night somehow miraculously burned the Temple's menorah for eight days during a time of war and prosecution. In that span of time, they were able to make more oil and keep the eternal flame lit. Has your OC ever experienced a miracle, figurative or literal? Has something they needed or loved but expected to abandon them lasted through their worries? Write or edit something about your OC’s personal miracles.

WINTER SOLSTICE Challenges inspired by The Winter Solstice!

Day Nine: Blessed Be (December 9th)

Blessed be our capacity for creativity, creating ocs has made us friends and brightened our darkest days. Today, create something to celebrate a pagan oc.

Day Ten: Brightest Blessings (December 10th)

A good person wishes others only the brightest blessings, and today we are going to give our own blessings. Create something for a pagan oc creator!

Day Eleven: Time of Reflection (December 11th)

One tradition in winter solstice celebrations is to reflect on your past and those in it, for day eleven we are going to look at an oc from long past. Maybe you want to look at your first oc and reflect on how they’ve changed from first draft to final product? Maybe there’s an oc you’ve decided to scrap or finished with that you would like to honor one last time with an edit or drabble?

Day Twelve: Bask in The Evergreens (December 12th)

Evergreens are famous and honored for the exact reason you’d think— they remain lush even in the harshest circumstances. Today is all about forevers. Perhaps you want to honor an oc that remains eternal in your heart or persistent in your mind, maybe even do something as simple as creating something for an immortal oc?

Day Thirteen: Back to Mother Nature (December 13th)

One winter solstice tradition is to give back to nature and the creatures it mothers, some do this by decorating a tree to highlight it’s beauty and some do this by decorating a tree with edible food for animals among other things. For today, honor an oc who loves the natural phenomenons of their world whether that be through a love of nature, nature powers, or care for the animals of the world.

Day Fourteen: All The Pretty Lights (December 14th)

The winter solstice is celebrated on the shortest day and longest night of the year, thus we must find light in different ways. For this day, honor an oc who finds or is the light in the darkest day. Perhaps they are a mirrorball, reflecting all the best parts of others. Perhaps they simply have a talent in keeping hope alive, continuing to show love and optimism through all hardships no matter how hard survival is?

Day Fifteen: May The Flame Warm Our Hearts and Light Our Way (December 15th)

Today is about dedication; to gods and goddesses, those we cherish, our places of worship. For today, perhaps show or tell us how your OC would decorate their Yule alter? Perhaps how they would choose to honor their deities? Maybe show or discuss what gifts they would give to those they cherish?

Day Sixteen: Merry Solstice (December 16th)

It’s time for another celebration, this day is all about the holiday itself! Tell us about how your oc celebrates yule! Do they bake gingerbread, craft wreaths? Do they sit around the bonfire and tell stories?

Day Seventeen: Time of New Beginnings (December 17th)

Besides reflection, winter solstice is also big on renewal and new discoveries or ideas. Today, it’s time to do something to represent newness and change! You could create a brand new oc, perhaps highlight an oc with qualities you’d like to emobody in the new year in attempts of changing your life for the better?

MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS Some merry challenges for a merry christmas!

Day Eighteen: Baby’s First Christmas (December 18th)

Over the first year of a baby’s life, many people document a lot of the major moments—but when it comes to making memories, there’s nothing quite like Christmas Time. Recount your OC's first Christmas as an infant or as a recently new parent whose trying to make the holiday special with their little bundle of joy!

Day Nineteen: With Your Under The Mistletoe (December 19th)

In Norse culture, the Mistletoe plant was a sign of love and peace and Figg promised to kiss anyone who passed underneath it. For Celtic Druids, it was used to ward off evil spirits, provide good luck and even help to improve fertility. No matter what origins you prefer or have grown up knowing, both created the tradition of mistletoe hanging in the archway of a room where two rooms met to become one. Create something to celebrate two becoming one with an OC and their significant other under the mistletoe.

Day Twenty: For You and Me (December 20th)

The season is about giving and surprising those you care about with the perfect gift. Create a gif for your best friend who is in love with one or a few of your OCs! Make something inspired by your conversations that were based on an AU or a crossover with their very own OCs.

Day Twenty-One: Rocking Around The Christmas Tree (December 21st)

The Christmas tree, a symbol that represents permanence and immortality and decorated with lights, ornaments, and a star on top for the shining hope for humanity. For this challenge, write about and show how your OC(s), or send asks to your fellow creators about how their OC(s) would decorate their tree! Do they have a family tree that have homemade ornaments? Do they just have a personal pencil tree with peculiar theme? Do they get a fake tree or a real tree.

Day Twenty-Two: Jingle Bells Are Ringing, Everyone is Singing (December 22nd)

Other than gifts and decorating, Christmas music is a major part of the Holidays. From "All I Want for Christmas Is You" to "Last Christmas" which song best relates to your OC(s) this season? Do they enjoy Christmas Caroling around the neighbourhood? Do they sing a certain song every year that people automatically associate with them?

Day Twenty-Three: From Mine to Yours (December 23rd)

Christmas Cards are a great way to share love to those who live miles away from you, especially if you have no idea what to give them and just insert a $50 gift card in the envelope. Create a card that your OC would gift to someone else to spread kindness and warmth this chilly season.

Day Twenty-Four: Christmas Special (December 24th)

Hallmark is known for their very cheesy romantic TV Christmas movies but we always sit and devour the plot no matter what. As for the mainstream blockbuster movies such as Love Actually, The Holiday, and A Bad Moms Christmas, these are the movies that follow a different formula by giving us individual looks into the holiday season for different people and families with their own troubles and personal goals. For this day, you'll be inserting your OC(s) into their very own Holiday Special AU or making something for the actual holiday special of their fandom!

Day Twenty-Five: Giving, Receiving, and Appreciating (December 25th)

For the day in question that inspired the last seven challenges, we're taking it easy. To complete Christmas Day's challenge, simply make sure you signed up for and submitted ocpotlucks gift exchange than watch out for your gift and be sure to compliment others ocs and creations you see on the blog.

HAPPY NEW YEAR! Some challenges to prepare us for the New Year!

Day Twenty-Six: First of The Year (December 26th)

Before we enter a new year of new beginning, let’s reflect on this years beginnings. For day one of our New Years themed challenges, let’s honor the first oc you made *this* year with some writing or an edit.

Day Twenty-Seven: You Make My Year Better (December 27th)

Saying goodbye is hard, but the hello can sometimes make everything worth it. For this day, appreciate a fandom you said hello to this year by making something for an oc you made for said new fandom.

Day Twenty-Eight: A Toast To You (December 28th)

You’ve heard it from a million people in a million ways; Skam says people need people, Girl Meets World says the secret of life is that people change people. So this day is about those people in the oc community who made your year better, and more specifically the ocs they created that changed and inspired your own writing and creativity. That’s right, we’re making something for your favorite oc of the year by someone else.

Day Twenty-Nine: The Best Part Of My Year (December 29th)

We all need ways to get through life, sometimes those things are always the same and sometimes they are hyper-fixations that get you up in the morning to explore. So, what oc did you find yourself fixating on most this year? Was it a brand new one, perhaps an old one you haven’t thought about in a while? On the twenty-eighth, use your passion to create something for your MOTY… muse of the year.

Day Thirty: I Still Love You (December 30th)

Friends break up, friends get married, strangers get born and strangers get buried, trends change, rumors fly through new skies… But that doesn’t mean some things don’t stay with us even when they lose our focus. Today, we are showing some love to those we may have accidentally left behind by making something for an oc you love that you feel you may have neglected this year.

Day Thirty-One: Practice Makes Perfect (December 31st)

A lot can change in just seconds, and even more can change in 365 days. Over the year, we’ve all learned and grown in so many different ways, and it’s time to show off. Remake an edit or rewrite a draft from early this year to remind yourself and others how far you’ve come!

Day Thirty-Two: Resolution (January 1st)

One of the most well-known traditions of new year celebration is to make resolutions. A New Year’s resolution is when someone makes a promise or sets an expectation for the new year that they are determined to live up too. Although these resolutions don’t always stay resolute, let’s get a good start on our attempts by making something on the first day of the year for an oc you want to appreciate and work on more throughout 2023.

#origin post #owhc2022 #winter holidays challenge 2022 #ocappreciation #allaboutocs #queerocs

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okay Jewish tumblr

i want to convert to Judaism. my conversion process has slowed tremendously recently but I've been in touch with a Rabbi, I've attended online Synagogue meetings, I've taken a class about Judaism and done my own research into it, I have a Tanakh ("Jewish Study Bible" technically).

I say this so you know this isnt just a passing interest. I've been learning and partaking as a future convert for three years.

How involved am I allowed to be in Jewish culture? I dont consider myself Jewish yet because I havent done the full conversion process. I dont put myself into Jewish spaces. But is it appropriating for me to have a Dreidel? To celebrate Jewish holy days? To mourn on days of grieving? To learn Hebrew?

I dont want to overstep and I dont want to appropriate. But I dont know how much I can do without falling into that.

#jewblr #jewish #jumblr #jewish advice #jewish tumblr #jews of tumblr

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Having finished Unpacking, the indie puzzle game:

if anything bad ever happens to the protagonist in the future, I’m taking it as a personal attack and an insult to the LGBT community. (/hj)

Genuinely, I never imagined I could feel so deeply invested in the story of a character who never appears in-person, a story told only by finding space for her possessions as she moves into each stage of her life. I probably sound trite praising a puzzle game this way, but it’s one of only a few games I’ve played that engages with the life of an ordinary person in its sheer immensity, and the time I spent with this unseen heroine left me deeply wistful about how fragile and infinitely precious our lives are. The game left a lasting impression on me.

(Spoilers for the game below the “keep reading”)

Also, I appreciated that the protagonist is very explicitly Jewish, lesbian/bisexual, disabled, and a mother: her items include Judaica (dreidel, menorah, hamsa), a cane, medications, and rainbow-colored socks, and the entire seventh (out of eight) stage depicts her wife moving in with her.

How many games even exist that feature any of those traits in their protagonists, let alone more than one?

#puzzles #unpacking #gay stuff #lesbian stuff #my posts

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dilfsisko · 2 years

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(Image ID: A set of six circle icons featuring Benjamin Sisko from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.

First row: Benjamin Sisko in a birthday hat, Benjamin Sisko in a kippah with a menorah and a dreidel.

Second row: Benjamin Sisko in a kippah with a piece of matzah, Benjamin Sisko in a kippah.

Third Row: Benjamin Sisko in a kippah with a groger, Benjamin Sisko in a kippah with a honey stick and an apple. /End ID)

my holiday sisko icons (+ birthday and kippah sisko) i THOUGHT i had one for shavuot but i guess not?? need to remedy that

#els.png #okay to reblog but i ask that you ask before using bc i did make these for personal use

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mostlysignssomeportents · 6 months

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This day in history

#20yrsago Virtual casino added to Everquest https://web.archive.org/web/20040121154511/http://eq.crgaming.com/viewarticle.asp?Article=5257

#20yrsago Left Behind deconstructed https://slacktivist.typepad.com/slacktivist/left_behind/index.html

#15yrsago WSJ invents fictional Net Neutrality scandal https://isen.com/blog/2008/12/bogus-wsj-story-on-net-neutrality.html

#15yrsago Arab shoe-tossing isn’t a gesture of friendly affection http://nielsenhayden.com/makinglight/archives/010871.html

#15yrsago No Limit Texas Dreidel https://moderntribe.com/products/no_limit_texas_dreidel_standard

#10yrsago Sassafrass: choral folks songs about space and Icelandic mythos https://memex.craphound.com/2013/12/14/sassafrass-choral-folks-songs-about-space-and-icelandic-mythos/

#10yrsago Bunnie Huang explains the nuts-and-bolts of getting stuff made in Shenzhen https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qwhe0RWDMvE

#5yrsago Facebook gave third party developers access to 6.8 million users’ private photos https://www.wired.com/story/facebook-photo-api-bug-millions-users-exposed/

#5yrsago Rudolph’s Revenge, by Mr Werewolf https://www.artstation.com/artwork/Q5vJ8

#5yrsago Augmented reality and machine empathy: another great sf story from Sarah Gailey https://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2018/12/short-story-about-choice-age-wearables/577732/

#5yrsago The journalists Facebook installed as fact-checkers say the company is using them as window-dressing https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2018/dec/13/they-dont-care-facebook-fact-checking-in-disarray-as-journalists-push-to-cut-ties

#5yrsago Citing Brett Kavanaugh appointment, California Supreme Court Chief Justice Tani Cantil-Sakauye has quit the GOP https://calmatters.org/politics/2018/12/chief-justice-of-the-california-supreme-court-leaves-the-republican-party-citing-kavanaugh/

#5yrsago Every Mickey: a chimera made by combining every available online 3D model of Mickey Mouse https://web.archive.org/web/20181211171931/https://www.plummerfernandez.com/Every-Mickey

#5yrsago Yellow Vests stand for and against many contradictory things, but are united in opposition to oligarchy https://memex.craphound.com/2018/12/14/yellow-vests-stand-for-and-against-many-contradictory-things-but-are-united-in-opposition-to-oligarchy/

#5yrsago Mass protests and parliamentary chaos in Hungary over “slave labour” law https://memex.craphound.com/2018/12/14/mass-protests-and-parliamentary-chaos-in-hungary-over-slave-labour-law/

#5yrsago Europe’s right-to-repair movement is surging — and winning https://www.vice.com/en/article/9k487p/protesters-are-slowly-winning-electronics-right-to-repair-battles-in-europe

#5yrsago After chaos, the EU’s plan to censor the internet takes a huge step backwards https://www.eff.org/deeplinks/2018/12/facing-criticism-all-sides-eus-terrible-copyright-amendments-stumble-new-year

#1yrago This "inflation" is different https://pluralistic.net/2022/12/14/medieval-bloodletters/#its-the-stupid-economy

#pluralistic

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FINALLY doing some MKcember catch up. These have been a bit fast so not my most polished work, but I’m wanting to do the prompts the justice that I can, so I hope they still land well. Starting on the backlog with:

MKcember Day 11: Chanukah Food and/or Dreidel

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“Marc, keep your hands away from the pan, we have spatulas for a reason.”

Their arm paused over the skillet, Marc’s lips thinning into a frown. “I can just… it’s faster to just flip ‘em,” he muttered. Steven hadn’t been near front for most of the afternoon, but Marc could feel him solid now, a disapproving look echoing forward from somewhere inside.

The Mission, for once, was warm. The kitchen had been pushed a bit wider, the walls and counters accommodating for the extra space needed for pans and dough and sizzling latkes. Jake had done a good amount of the cooking earlier that day, ramped up on the excitement of having the crew all together for dinner that night. He’d whipped together several different donut flavors and a batch of cream cheese blintzes that Marc had already sampled a few of (“And no more!” Steven admonished internally) before slipping off somewhere Marc couldn’t really feel and leaving the rest to him. He was ready to continue what he was doing (the latkes were nicely browned and he wanted to get them even), but Steven was being… Steven.

“Marc, our skin doesn’t need more battery, we get enough of that with the night job. I’d prefer we didn’t recreate second degree burns at home.”

“It doesn’t even hurt, Steven, it’s nothing.”

“Nothing? Marc it’s boiling oil and—”

“Will be fine if we just—“

“Use. A. Spatula.”

Marc sighed, closing his eyes for a moment against the rising headache in their temples, before reaching pointedly over to the utensils. The oil popped and sputtered as he flipped the latkes, the crispy edges gleaming.

“You happy?” he asked.

A wave of good humor pushed forward. “Yes. Our cuticles thank you for the respite.”

Marc huffed. “Alright alright, don’t get shmaltzy with it.”

Steven laughed as he faded back again, and Marc smiled slightly to himself as he continued cooking. He was just getting ready to transfer the food out of the pan when something creaked loudly behind him. He glanced back, eyes scanning the wall until they landed on a much emptier plate of blintzes than had been there before. The wall above the counter rippled in satisfaction.

Marc blanched. “Mission!” he exclaimed.

Jake was going to kill him.

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Check out the prompt list here!

#moon knight #mkcember2023 #marc spector #steven grant #mackay moon knight #moon knight 2021 #my fic #my-fic #the fruit is talking again

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Part 3 out of 8 for @hanukkahwolfstarweek (part 1, part 2) Third night: Hanukkah games Word prompts: dreidel, flour, smile Also on: AO3

Regulus dies the winter of nineteen seventy nine, on the holiday of light of all times to choose from.

Nobody tells him. Nobody sends a patronus, or an owl, or just a small hand-written note - “Hello Sirius, we’re all still bitter and miserable, hope you are as well. By the way, your brother is dead. Happy Hannukah.”

Nobody finds it important to inform him of that personally, they just let him get up one morning to find Remus, James and Lily gathered around the kitchen table at the Order headquarters with a copy of the Daily Prophet spread between them, all eyes in the room snapping over to him when they hear him enter. Some sad, some sympathetic, some judging.

He knows that they haven’t been on the best of terms the latter half of their lives, he knows that he hasn’t spoken a word to him for several years - he knows that. But it’s still his brother, his own flesh and blood, the boy he shared every summer with for fifteen years, and he would like to think that he deserves that, deserves to not find out about it from a newspaper with the rest of the world, deserves to not have the entire ensemble of the Order staring at him, waiting to see his reaction when he reads it - over, and over, and over, trying to make the words make sense in his head, trying to connect it.

He sees Benjy offer him a sympathetic smile, and he hears Molly mumble something under her breath - and then James is suddenly snapping, telling them off sharply, and Remus’ hands are on his shoulders, pulling him away and out of the room while James’ angry voice echoes behind them as he keeps arguing with the others.

There isn’t even a body. Nothing to bury, nothing to mourn, nobody to say goodbye to. Nobody knows when exactly or why it happened, although he isn’t sure if that’s the full truth or just his parents trying to save face again.

He wonders how exactly it happened. Whether he suffered or if it had been instant. Whether he had the time to say Shema when he realised what’s about to happen. If he had realised at all.

Moody tells him to take the day off, refusing to take no for an answer even though there is nothing Sirius wants to do more than go out and slit the throats of several Death Eaters with his wand.

He finds himself back at the small, cramped-up room he temporarily shares with Remus while the headquarters are being moved again - everything always happening in a rush these days, always on the move.

He digs through his trunk, deeper than the old Quidditch jumper that’s way too small on him now but he can’t bring himself to throw out, deeper than the books in Hebrew which Hope let him borrow the last time they visited Remus’ parents, which he never got around to returning, deeper past the space expansion charms until his hands finally land on a small wooden chest with a lock.

There are several items inside, the last of his possessions from Grimmauld Place which he could never bring himself to rid of. One of them is a small, hand-carved dreidel with beautiful patterns of fire flames around the top. It’s charmed, the weak trace of Regulus’ magic still felt on it when Sirius places it on the surface of the table to spin it, the flames stirring awake and dancing lively with small sparks of light surrounding it in a circle.

Regulus was always good with Charms. And he always liked Hannukah.

He hears the door close gently behind him, and he doesn’t need to look up to know that it’s Remus. He feels the mattress of the bed sink next to him, and then a warm hand comes up to rest over his knee.

He doesn’t say anything. He sits there with him, watching the wooden toy spin round and round, the small flames changing colour from orange, to yellow, to white. Sirius is grateful for the silent presence by his side, a wordless sort of understanding and encouragement that words can not provide at the moment.

“We can still say Kaddish,” Remus speaks up quietly after a while, “even if there’s no body. If you want to.”

Sirius tears his gaze away from the spinning toy at last and shifts to look at him.

Does he want to? Not really. Saying Kaddish would make it official, would start the mourning process, cutting off any hopes of still finding him hidden away somewhere or trying to find out what happened. It would mean having to deal with all the anger and hurt he’s been bottling up this entire time, but also with the guilt of what could have been.

“Yeah,” he agrees reluctantly with a nod, “okay.”

It’s not the best timing - with the full moon mere hours away, Peter being off on an operation with the Prewetts, Lily and James having just found out that she’s pregnant. There is no time for a Shiva, no time to grieve properly, but as they murmur the mourning prayer quietly in the privacy of their room, it feels like something, at least one thing they can do so the eighteen years old soul will not have to go through any more torment than it already had to endure.

“Yitgadal veyitkadash,” Sirius whispers under his breath with his eyes closed, a set of words that he had to use way too frequently the past several years, and he hears Remus echo the words together with him.

It’s nowhere near enough to calm the storming winds in his heart, but it’s something.

It has to count for something, because if this doesn’t, then what’s any of it worth at all?

They grow, the more time passes, and those moments of mischief and easy laughter of sitting around in the Hogwarts kitchen and making sufganiyot with the elves - their eyes crinkling with laughter and clothes white with flour - become more and more rare with each year, even for James.

They aren’t kids anymore, and Order work is not exactly a walk in the park, but they do their best to stick to their routines and their traditions, the small dates and the familiar patterns giving them both some sense of safety, security, something to latch onto so they don’t lose the feeling of time completely.

Sirius suddenly understands his parents, this desperate need that they felt to hold onto family traditions even through the biggest of fights and the roughest of times, just to have this sense of normality once in a while, even if it’s fake.

So no matter how crazy of a day (or night) they’ve had, they try to always find those five brief minutes at the evening of each day throughout Hannukah week, to get together and light that stupid candle, no matter how idiotic or insignificant it might seem to people on the outside when the entire world around them is falling apart.

“You don’t have to come tonight,” Remus tells him when Sirius gets up to follow him, hand coming up to snatch the dreidel into his pocket from where it’s still spinning restlessly on the table. “I’ll be fine, really.”

Sirius shakes his head quickly. If anything, he could use the distraction.

It’s been a bit of a struggle, coordinating the full moon meet-ups between the four of them after they left school. Their schedules are different, they all have patrol and duty on different locations and different hours, as if the people assembling the schedules are putting them as far away from each other as humanly possible on purpose, just to make sure they have the most miserable time they can. They don’t always make it, sometimes it’s just the two of them and James, sometimes it’s only Peter, rarely the four of them together anymore, but Sirius does his best to not miss a single moon, especially if nobody else can make it that night. He can’t stand the thought of letting Remus spend one more night than necessary alone.

Feelings are always easier in the form of Padfoot. His grief is just as profound, but it’s cleaner, none of the anger, betrayal or guilt mixed in there. He just raises his head at the moon above them when they reach their designated spot in the forest and howls loudly, letting the sad sound echo through the woods around them.

This night passes by slower than usual, but Sirius finds himself wishing that it lasts even longer so he can get these small moments of privacy before they have to get back to the hectic chaos of their lives.

“I think Moony liked this one,” Sirius says with a chuckle, spinning the head of the dreidel in his hand.

He watches the movement of Remus’ eyes, tracking the small, wood-carved toy as it goes spinning around in circles between them. He looks drained and exhausted, hair damply sticking to his forehead, skin still a little red around the fresh bruises after this night, but there is a warm smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“I can see why,” he murmurs softly, tucking his nose into the blanket covering his knees.

Sirius honestly hadn’t expected it to work, but maybe the wolf bore more similarities to Remus’ human personality than they ever allowed themselves to ponder, because the moment the animal saw the toy spinning around the room - it perked up, tail freezing and nose sharpening like a curious dog, watching it with unconcealed interest.

“We can just head straight home,” Sirius says quickly, brows pulling into a worried frown as he scans the other’s worn out appearance, “nothing’s gonna happen if we miss just one--”

“No,” Remus shakes his head quickly. “Let’s do it.”

He reaches behind him, hand rummaging around the small cabinet until it lands on a pack of candles, and when he meets Sirius’ gaze again, he can see that same familiar warmth in them, a special kind of glint and fondness reserved for this time of the year, their first holiday they spent together, and every single one following that.

Sometimes Sirius wishes his head worked in a simpler way, just taking things at face value for what they are instead of playing this constant association game. Every time they light the candle, he thinks back to all the things that ever happened to him surrounding this holiday. Some are better, some are worse. He gained a friend thanks to it - more than a friend, partner for life - and he also lost a brother.

It isn’t fair. But all they can do is hope that the good memories can outnumber the bad ones in the future.

“Happy Hannukah, Pads,” Remus whispers softly.

“Happy Hannukah.”

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