#hadassah

[leoneliterary]

Obviously this is something that entirely depends on your own level of comfort and story planning but when it comes to the dancer class it’s mentioned that some of the other dancers are brothel workers. Would the player be able to pursue a path similar to this, at least working as a seductress (and I say that gender neutrally cause idk what else to call it LMAO) styled assassin working to get their targets at their most vulnerable for a kill.

Or, take this now as an ask in regards to lore, would papa bear simply just not allow the player the pursue this.

This is a bit of a spoiler, but I think it's good to clear up expectations surrounding this!

Later in the story, you can definitely lure a some characters to their doom, either by doing the seducing yourself or employing some of the other performers to do so. An important part of this story is that your character isn't alone and that your actions impact others, so keep that in mind when you make choices like this.

Regarding lore and background, Amatus and Hadassah have not allowed your character with the dancer background to do this before. Amatus didn't feel comfortable putting you out there like that at a young age to get close to his enemies, although he was called out by some in the guild for still using you as a thief. (Amatus and his moral dilemmas.) And even if he had, Hadassah wouldn't have allowed it. She refuses to run an operation like Mara, but the performers under her roof can do as they please ass long as they follow certain rules.

And that's all I can say on that without spoiling so events that are going to happen soon...

#interactive fiction #honor amongst thieves #if wip #game development #interactive novel #worldbuilding #hat if #Amatus #hadassah #mc customization #silken sands

[clarkes-and-god]

Moriah's Instagram (@mrs.moriah.james):

We had a beautiful baptism service at the church this morning. Having this service on the Saturday of Easter weekend was such a blessing, it really added to the atmosphere of worship and faith that this weekend already has. Hadassah also added that she really enjoyed having this service on her 18th birthday -- accepting your faith and being proud of it is such an important part of growing up! We're now headed to my mom's house, where we will celebrate Easter as a family, today and tomorrow!

#moriah #hadassah #bethesda #natan #fundie sims #quiverfull sims #fundie snark #fundie simblr #modest sims #satire #homeschool sims

[luckythings]

#Hadassah #ANTM

[eretzyisrael]

Meet the team of medical professionals - Jews and Muslims, religious and secular - that established Israel's first 'organoid' bank at Hadassah University Medical Center in Jerusalem!

In Israel, coexistence is not simply a dream, but a day-to-day reality.

Hadassah Spokesperson/StandWithUs 

#Israel #Hadassah #🩺 #🇮🇱

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

Don't forget! Inklings story in word press 😘

Thank you darling! Here we go! @inklings-challenge I know this isn't technically quite the challenge itself, but it's connected, and it talks about nature, and it's a prequel to my actual inklings challenge entry which I still need to edit so I can post the first scene.

I wrote this during October, but couldn't share it anywhere until the competition I wrote it for was done (it was commended!! I have a nice ceramic mug now :D).

an Inklings Prequel (untitled, suggestions for title are welcome)

Part One: Spring

It was spring, and the frost had melted from the plants, the last snow sliding off branches and tumbling into muddy drifts that warmed and turned to mush. Through the ground new shoots, fresh and green, pushed in their narrow, fragile endeavours. Many of them were crushed by the feet of workers, trudging to and from their homes, completely uncaring of the young abundant growth at their feet.

There was one in the crowd who sidestepped every tender shoot with a care that would seem inordinate to anyone else; but that was just the way she was. Her name was Hadassah, and spring was her least favourite season.

It was so full of change and growth that sometimes it left her dizzy and struggling to catch up with life, like an enormous wave that broke over her while others felt it only as a gentle swell. However, that did not mean that Hadassah was willing to punish the innocent grasses.

Some of them might turn out to be beautiful.

Part Two: Summer

It was summer, and some of the grasses had been crushed and flattened for good, dying brown stalks broken and torn from their moorings. Hadassah was the only one who took the time, while there was nobody else around, to sweep up the trampled grass and deposit it in the great firepit in the centre of town. Nobody ever remarked on it, but it did not stop her.

Occasionally there were fire warnings, and then Hadassah could feel the satisfaction of a job well done, for dry grass was not wanted on such hot days.

Some days she walked to and from work hiding her face with both hands, for it was bright enough to cause her actual anguish, and heat radiated off the ground at her feet and off the bodies of those who walked nearby. Hadassah longed for the darkness of her cloak, but it was too heavy, too hot for the painful temperature. Every so often she fainted, and they tossed cold water into her face and told her to get up again.

Part Three: Autumn

It was autumn, and the scorching heat had faded and left only lingering warmth, the grass dying off as everywhere cooled. The world burned in shades of red and gold and yellowing green, and the leaves were falling into great drifts that privileged seasonal workers swept up and tossed into the firepit. Hadassah welcomed the cessation of unbearable heat, and occasionally paused on her measured, consistent journey to close her eyes and feel the wind on her face. It was still too warm for her cloak, most days, but occasionally she picked it up and pulled it round her, just to feel its comforting embrace, and remember that winter was coming.

She had always found it a strange, restless time of year, a great upheaval as trees shed their painstakingly-grown leaves and animals prepared for winter. There was a great sense of change and difference. Even the smell of the air was different, and a little moist.

Hadassah did not like change, and it was autumn that was her second least favourite season. All the same, she found occasional leaves that struck her with their beauty or fragrance, and kept them until they grew withered, brown, and brittle enough to crunch into powder. Then she would throw them into the pale hearth fire and watch them burn to ash.

Part Four: Winter

It was winter, and the last of the leaves and grasses had been trampled into mush during the first frost. Various trees were heavy laden with fruit, which pleased Hadassah, for she only got fresh fruit during winter. At other times she had to find less expensive options to retain her health, but winter was when those fruits were available cheaply enough for her limited budget.

Hadassah took to wearing her cloak, although not every day until it was truly too cold to avoid freezing on her way to work. It was heavy and cumbersome. The brilliance of summer was well and truly gone by now, replaced by overcast skies and early sunsets. Ice formed delicate patterns that crunched under her boots after freezing sleet and a cold night. If she had known how to skate, she would have rejoiced that the lake froze.

She kept her hands tightly within her cloak, unable to bear the feeling of mittens yet avoiding frostbite. In the evening, while others were out collecting or chopping wood, she would prepare food and intermittently warm her fingers at the fire. Even so, they grew stiff and cold, and developed chilblains.

Still, there was a certain routine and sameness to winter that she appreciated, and for that reason it was her favourite season despite its drawbacks. It was not so cold that she could not last it out without outside assistance. Hadassah liked the comparative darkness of the season, and it was like the embrace she never asked for or initiated. She avoided touch, but the touch of the seasons was pleasant.

Then it grew warmer: and it was spring again.

#writing #my writing #inklings #inklings prequel #hadassah #if you find this elsewhere under another name - no you didn't #you TOTALLY didn't #you DIDN'T find me on another platform! lol #ask #personal #feedback welcome #fiction #the other prequel I wrote which isn't very good at all is gonna be given results in a week or two I think #I don't expect to get anywhere with it and if I did I would be embarrassed #because it's *that bad* #but i will not be sharing it #I do intend to revamp this #the other prequel (a fragile solace) #the actual story I still need to finish #and a third prequel I've planned but not written #and I plan whenever they're ready to publish them as one book bc I think the main story can be long enough to fill out a book #perhaps a small one but still #anyway those are my plans but it'll need work and all #but this story would be what i would expect to use as 'here is a sample of my writing in a self-contained piece' once i edit it #wrote this over two days lol and haven't edited it since #as i said feedback very welcome :D

[into-the-daniverse]

Purple Haze | 🍋 | Jacqui x Dasa

For Day 1 of @the-midsummer-masquerade​​.

In which, before the event even begins, Jacqui and Dasa spend a moment alone as they prepare for the days ahead.

Prompt(s) used: Baths Title: Purple Haze by Zella Day

2k words

It was the first day of the infamous Midsummer Masquerade, and while Jacqui at least had a better idea of what to expect this time around, it didn’t make him any less apprehensive about what the week might bring.

He was lying out his outfit on his bed when the door burst open, and an exasperated Dasa entered, carrying their own outfit in their arms. They strode right over to Jacqui, dumping everything onto the bed, and made to keep walking past him into the bathroom, but he grabbed their wrist to stop them.

“What are you doing in here, amou?” he asked, giving them a soft smile. He looked them over; they were in a similar nightgown that he had been given, just much smaller, and there was already a mark left on their neck—from Rodrigo, Jacqui assumed. “I didn’t expect to see you until you were ready to head out.”

They huffed, shaking their head, purple curls moving with them. “It was getting way too crowded in there, with Rodya and Jade on top of each other, trying to do their makeup. I wanted to go someplace quieter to get ready.” Glancing at the clothes on the bed, they raised an eyebrow at him. “It looks like you haven’t started at all.”

He laughed through his nose. “No, I figured between the three of you, I’d have plenty of time to get ready on my own. I was about to start a bath, though, if you’d like to join me.”

Dasa’s expression faded into something soft, and they pulled his hand up to their lips to kiss his palm. “Will there be enough room?”

“Oh, yes.” Sliding his hand down their wrist to lace his fingers with theirs, he started walking towards the bathroom with them. “Plenty of room, amou.”

Once in the bathroom, he let go of their hand to start the bath and could feel their gaze trailing over him as he walked away to the tub. He pretended not to notice and loosened the tie of the nightgown around his waist, reaching over the lip of the tub to pick out a combination of salts and oils from the ledge to throw into the already steaming water.

“What scents would you like?” he asked, and heard them hum thoughtfully, followed by the soft sound of their nightgown sliding across their skin and falling to the ground.

“I trust you know what I like.”

A shiver ran down his spine as he felt their hand rest on his back, and out of the corner of his eye as he leaned over the tub, he could see the glow of their bare skin under the warm sunlight pouring in the bathroom. He just nodded, throat a little dry, and tossed a few different, familiar scents into the water for them to enjoy. As delicate floral notes wafted on the steam, he inhaled deeply, closing his eyes for a second before standing back up and facing Dasa.

They were turned towards the tub, but looking up at him, and their hand had fallen from his back when he stood, but it reached up to grip the fold of his nightgown and tug him down into a deep kiss. Jacqui’s eyes fluttered shut almost immediately, and he kissed them back. When he tried to put his hand on their hip to pull them closer, they let go, and stepped back from him, a sly smile on their lips.

Turning away from him completely, they stepped into the bath, and sighed as they sank into the warm water. They leaned against the back of the tub, resting their head on the ledge, but kept their eyes on him.

Jacqui let the nightgown fall from his shoulders as he stepped forward, tossing his locs down his back as he sank into the bath next to Dasa, the water sloshing slightly onto the floor. They laughed, but he could see the want in their eyes as they never left him, following the path of water down his chest.

“Would you let me wash your hair, amou?”

They nodded, and let him pull them into his lap, leaning back against him as he started to rinse and shampoo their hair, massaging their scalp with his fingertips. He could tell from the soft sighs and moans he was able to pull out of them that they were enjoying it, and so was he. He loved being pressed up to them like this, skin to skin, nothing between them but the water that clung to them, and the soapy suds that rinsed down their shoulders and chest into the bath.

When he considered their hair fully washed, twisting their curls around his finger, he moved onto washing their body, lathering his hands up with soap. He sat them up a little more, removing the contact of their back against his chest, but replaced it immediately with his hands massaging firm but gentle circles into their shoulders. Their moans grew more labored, their hands resting on his calves, nails digging into this skin.

As he moved further down their back, he leaned forward to press kisses to the nape of their neck, savoring the shiver it sent down their spine and the way they pushed into him.

Dasa arched their back into him, as his hands shifted to their front, cupping their breasts and pulling them against his chest again. He continued to kiss the back and the side of their neck, moving down to their shoulders as he gently massaged their breasts in his hands, rolling their nipples between his fingertips.

“Jima,” they sighed, voice as light as the steam rising around them, one of their hands coming up to tangle in his locs, as one of his hands trailed slowly down their stomach, stopping just between their legs.

“Yes, amou,” he murmured, voice low and syrupy in their ear, and felt them gasp softly. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

They spread their legs wider under the water, tugging gently at his locs. “Keep going.”

He kissed under their jaw, nipping their skin slightly as he slid a finger inside of them. “I can think of nothing else I’d rather do.”

They let out a light laugh at that, though it was broken as he started to pump his finger in and out. “Really, at a place like this, and this is all you’d want to do?”

“As long as I’m with you, that’s all I want.”

He didn’t have to look at their face to know they were flushed, and not just from the steam, but they just turned their head to capture his lips with theirs, tugging on the piercing in his bottom lip as they kissed him deeply. Letting his eyes slide closed, he kissed them back, moaning softly into their mouth, one hand still playing with their chest as the other moved to finger them deeper, two fingers inside of them.

They kissed for a while, losing each other in the steam and the heat of the moment, but when Jacqui’s thumb brushed against Dasa’s clit, starting to rub against it, Dasa’s noises grew more desperate, panting into his mouth as their kisses became more open-mouthed.

Jacqui ducked his head to kiss their shoulder again, sucking a few marks where their hair would be able to hide it—for now, at least, as once their hair dried there’d be no hiding anything— listening to their moans growing as they started grinding their hips into his hand.

“Are you close, amou,” he murmured against their skin, already knowing the answer without having to ask. He slid a third finger inside, and they threw their head back on his shoulder, legs trembling against his under the water. Before they could even answer he felt their pussy clench around his fingers, and they turned their head as much as they could to bury their cries into his locs.

He kept moving inside them until their orgasm had ended and pulled his fingers out once they had collapsed back against him. Wrapping his arms around them, he turned them slightly in his lap to kiss them more fully. His dick was already hard, his own arousal having been steadily building up as he fingered Dasa, listening to them moan. He wasn’t far from his own orgasm already, but he wasn’t ready to give into it yet.

Keeping them in his lap, hands under their ass, Jacqui lifted them both from the water to sit on the ledge of the tub, still kissing them. Dasa gasped at the cooler air on their skin, but just threw their arms over his shoulders, legs coming up to straddle his lap.

Jacqui lifted them up so he could press the tip of his dick against their pussy, and stopped kissing them long enough to whisper, “can I—?”

Dasa kissed him again before he could finish speaking, sinking down his entire length until they were flush to his lap, both of them breaking the kiss to moan loudly and pant against each other’s lips. They started riding him, throwing their head back again as he moved his hands to their waist, letting them set the pace. Jacqui kissed all over their chest, taking one of their breasts into his mouth to lick and suck marks onto them, moaning around them.

His fingers dug into Dasa’s back as their pace slowly increased, skin slapping against each other as they bounced in his lap. He pressed his forehead into the curve of their neck, kissing their chest again as he felt himself approach his orgasm.

“Amou—” he groaned, body shaking as he came inside them, and they moaned, but kept riding him, chasing another orgasm. He let them, tilting his head back to watch the expression on their face, lips parted, flushed and beautiful in the mid-morning light, as they came again. He was sure he looked just as ruined, eyes dark with want and lips already swollen from their kisses, but not quite as stunning.

This time when they came, they slumped against his chest, but didn’t make any move to get up, keeping his dick and cum inside them. He took a deep breath, steadying himself, and stroked their hair, arms wrapped around their waist.

“It’s a good thing we’re still in the bath,” he murmured into their ear, and they laughed softly, kissing his shoulder.

“I suppose it is.”

The two sat in silence for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of each other’s heartbeats so close to their skin, before Jacqui finally pulled back. “I doubt Jade and Rodrigo would take even this long. We should get out.”

Dasa sighed, giving him an innocent pout. “Should we?”

He laughed through his nose. “As much as I could spend the entire day, or even the entire week here with you, cheri, there are too many things to see that I know you were excited for.” He kissed their jaw, then their cheek, and then their lips—soft, gentle kisses that left them looking at him with a warm smile on their face. “Let’s finish washing up and go.”

They sighed again, but just nodded and kissed him again before sliding out of his lap, moaning a little bit as his cum spilled out of them and over his thighs. He bit his lip, sinking back into the water with them, feeling that they weren’t quite done in the bath just yet, and hoped the other two weren’t getting too irritated by having to wait for them.

However, in the room across the hall, Jade and Rodrigo weren’t even ready yet, having gotten equally distracted after Dasa left, and were arguing with each other over their makeup that they had to now reapply after ruining it a few moments before. What Jacqui and Dasa could have been doing in the other room had yet to even cross their mind, and by the time they noticed the sun had risen considerably, and ran out of the room, Jacqui and Dasa were ready and waiting to officially begin the event. The four set off in very high spirits, and began their sexual escapades.

~

Art for this fic!

#daniverse fic #midsummer masquerade #vesuviaafterdark #lemon #jacqui #hadassah #the fifth cadence #changing tides

[yours-truly-henry-jekyll]

So we have one musical with characters of Lovecraft Mythos and based on another musical about Eastern European Jewish diaspora. And you know what? I gonna freaking do this AU again!

Seriously, we have a scholarly character who legit experiences gender dysphoria? Sure! Asenath, it's your turn. We have a guy who has to hide some extremely questionable shit about his brother? Of course! We all know Wilbur.

So casting Asenath and Wilbur Whateley as Yentl and Avigdor? Right! And as it was already established in "Shoggoth on the roof" (Fan canon is still canon) Professor Armitage has three daughters. One of them as Hadassah? Definitely!

Also maybe switch setting to circa 1850s(?) ? Just for Asenath not to have any other choice on how to get to Miskatonic. Or maybe stay in 1920s where women are allowed into universities, but Asenath does this just because.

Boom! Now we have it! Yentl!Lovecraft Mythos AU? Big Freaking YES!!!

#lovecraft mythos #AU #shoggoth on the roof #asenath waite #wilbur whateley #yentl the yeshiva boy #yentl #avigdor #hadassah #I am really putting LOVE in Lovecraft #cause why the hell not #Asenath is trans and this is canon #yes I have an obsession with Yentl how did you know #this gonna be so freaking lit #trans representation

[chloeworships]

RIP to his family. I remember him. He ran as an independent.

His wife’s name Hadassah. This was Esther’s name before she changed it.

Remember the LORD had just said to us “For such a time as this”. 👀

I did see my white owl the other day too

#Purim #HADASSAH #RIP 🪦 #Joe Lieberman

[venusmaritzah]

El ratoncito Paco

#youtube #black girl magic #piedra azul #raton #familia #bondad #amistad #magic of love #hadassah

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

“ZIONIST MEETING OPENS TO-MORROW,” Hamilton Spectator. April 26, 1931. Page 28. ---- Ontario Region Convention To Be Held in City Elaborate Program Prepared for the Occasion ---- All preparations are now completed for the first annual convention of the Ontario Zionist region, to begin to-morrow, Sunday morning, at 9 o'clock at the Royal Connaught hotel .About 300 delegates and guests from Zionist organizations in 20 Jewish communities in the province are expected to come to Hamilton to-night and to-morrow morning. The convention aims to organize and consolidate Zionist activities in Ontario, to prepare for the world Zionist congress which is to be held at the end of June at Basle, Switzerland, and to elect officers and executives for the Ontario Zionist union. 

There will be two sessions during the day, the first to begin at 10 a.m. after the registration of delegates, which begins at 9 o'clock, is completed. The session will be opened by J. L. Shekter, chairman of the local arrangements committee Meyer W. Weingal, of Toronto editor of the Jewish Standard and provisional chairman of the Ontario Zionist region, will then deliver the opening address, which will be followed by the election of the convention officers, chairman, vice-chairman and secretaries, and the appointment of the following convention committees: Credentials, constitutional, general resolutions, budget, Palestine, organization, propaganda and education comimrttees. A report on the status of the organization in Ontario will be given by Isaac Carmal, executive director of the provisional committee. Special resolutions will then be introduced by Dr. I. Goldstick, of London, and an address on The Nationalistic Concept of Zionism will be given by A. B. Bennett, writer and lecturer, of Toronto. The morning season will then be adjourned.

Afternoon Session The second session will begin at 2:30 p.m. His worship Mayor John Peebles will greet the delegates and guests, and A. J. Freedman, of Ottawa, president of the Zionist organization in Canada, will present the greetings of the Dominion executive Edward E. Gelber, president of the Toronto Zionist council, will give an address on the Status of the Movement. The reports of the committees will then be presented and the resolutions adopted James Waterman Wise, son of Rabbi Stephen S. Wise, of the Free synagogue, New York city, and famous lecturer and journalist, will speak. Elections will then be held for delegates to the world's Zionist congress and for the officers of the provincial organization. Closing addresses will be given by Mr David Dunkelman, national vice president of Hadassah: Moses Gelber, Henry 8 Rosenberg, Rabbi S. Sacks and Samuel Factor, M.P. all of Toronto and David A. Crell, mayor of Windsor, who is heading the Windsor delegation to the conferences"

#hamilton #toronto #zionism #zionist congress #hadassah #provincial conference #jewish canadians #jewish folk in canada #great depression in canada #civil society #windsor #zionist movement

[edithlevy]

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[leoneliterary]

Who, in your opinion, has the best fashion sense in Honor Amongst Thieves? Could be a RO or side character! Umm… if there’s a lot of people that come to mind then top 5!

Personally, I think that Amatus’ got some amazing fashion sense for a guy that’s probably gonna be bed-ridden for most of the story! You go, old man! 💪

Oooo good question!

You're right about Amatus' fashion sense. The man knows how to dress and what fits him. (A little off topic but I always imagine him in a shirt that is always somewhat open 😂)

Here would be the Top 5 characters when it comes to fashion:

Sarai- Fashion can be used to convey power and she knows how to put together an outfit that is a statement (or a threat).

Laverna- She has a lot of practice in dressing well and she genuinely enjoys adorning herself. Plus beauty is a weapon.

Amatus- Fun fact: One of the circumstances in which he told the ducklings that it is okay to steal, is if someone has something that would look better on you than it does them.

Lord Menandros Labaton-You haven't met him yet but he's a stylish old devil. He will never be caught even slightly disheveled. He doesn't chase trends though. His fashion style is picking one good outfit and wearing it until they bury him in it.

Hadassah- Not only does she know what looks good on her, she knows what looks good on other people as well.

Honorable mention: Tafta the Tailor (She helped you prepare for the feast)- She could dress better, but she holds back so that her clientele don't get insecure and envious.

#interactive fiction #world building #honor among thieves #if wip #fashion #hat if #honor amongst thieves #game development #ros #Amatus #Tafta the Tailor #Hadassah #Lord Menandros Labaton

[clarkes-and-god]

Moriah's Instagram (@mrs.moriah.james):

Today is the baptism, however we have another special occasion! Hadassah and Raphaela both had their birthdays today -- Hadassah is a young lady of 18 now, and Raphaela is 6! Raphaela is one of Dassy's buddies, so it is so nice that they get to celebrate these birthdays together!

Hadassah is such a friendly and loyal girl, and we have been so blessed to have her in our family for the past 18 years. She is so dilligent in her care of her little brothers and sisters, and she is always cooking and cleaning up to help our home run. I couldn't have asked for a sweeter girl to make me a mama! God-willing, she will find a young man to become her headship in the next few years, and she will be such a blessing to him, we'll be so sad to see her go.

Raphaela still has a strong spirit, which we are praying we will be able to resolve in the next few years. She's a very smart little girl, and enjoys homeschool, but sometimes her intelligence gives her the false confidence to speak back to her elders and question what she is taught. We are trying to teach her the more important attributes for a girl to have -- faith, obedience, trust, cheerfulness, and helpfulness. Hadassah has been so helpful in correcting her when she does wrong -- Iva is also in her buddy group and managing two willful girls at the same time has really shown her skills as a future mama!

#she is not our heir! #love u dassy but u have all the personality of a wet wipe #hadassah #birthdays #fundie sims #quiverfull sims #fundie snark #fundie simblr #modest sims #satire #homeschool sims #moriah

[luckythings]

#Hadassah #ANTM

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[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

Family who would accept her for who she was, despite her brokenness and her reclusive behaviours and her general stupid inability to cope with life as everybody else did, the very reasons why her own family had walked away from her.

Oh, Hadassah... I want to give you a good family Right Now.

#but she must suffer still :( for a bit #she is wanting her family! #hadassah #inklings #excerpts #my writing