#passover fic

[sliebman10]

It Would Have Been Enough

The promised Passover fic is finished and posted before the end of the holiday! Chag samech, everyone <3

Snippet:

"You can open the door, Harry," Sirius said, his voice muffled by Remus's shoulder. Harry shook his head at them and went to open the door. Remus released Sirius with a soft kiss to his forehead and they turned around to see Alphard grinning at them.

“Don’t let me interrupt…I just come bearing brisket,” he said with a wink.

Sirius raised his eyebrow at his uncle. “You’re early.”

“Never let it be said that I run on Jewish time, hintele ,” he said, kissing Sirius’s cheek.

Andromeda, Dora and Ted showed up a bit later, as Teddy was regaling Alphard and Levi with songs he learned in school. She came bustling into the kitchen with a covered pyrex dish. “Hello, hello. Thank you for having us,” she said. “You know I would have had everything ready on time,” she said with a grin and a wink.

“Yes, maybe. But it’s our turn and we’re doing it our way,” Sirius said, rising to the bait.

“Alright, you two…” Alphard said, waving them away good-naturedly.

“Whatever, Uncle,” Andromeda said.

“We’re glad you all are here,” Sirius said, taking the wine glasses out to the table.

They sat down and Teddy passed around the kid friendly coloring book style Haggadahs they’d gotten from his school. Remus flipped to the first page. “Shall we start?”

Read more here.

#wolfstar #wolfstar raising harry #wolfstar raising teddy #alphard black #jewish house of black #it would have been enough #passover fic

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WIP Wednesday? Not quite...

In lieu of WIP Wednesday (thank you for the tags @firenati0n @cha-melodius ), I bring you: a finished work for seasonal reading.

Nora leads the rest of the "Super Six" (June, Pez, Bea, Henry, and Alex) in a Passover seder, livestreamed for charity.

“Thank you to President Claremont for letting us commandeer a room in the White House for our project,” Nora announces briskly. “Of course, there was the official White House Seder that was led by Vice President Holleran, which was held on the first night of Passover. This is just an educational fundraiser.” “And we’re putting the fun back in fundraiser!” Alex grins, proud of himself, and the group groans in unison.

Tagging some others in for WIP Wednesday or Work "no longer in Progress" Wednesday or whatever you want to share! As always, open tag to share your works and tag me in return.

@onthewaytosomewhere @typicalopposite @14carrotghoul @wordsofhoneydew @cricketnationrise

@littlemisskittentoes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @xthelastknownsurvivorx @suseagull04

#adreama writes #passover #rwrb fic #red white royal blue #red white and royal blue #fanfic #holiday fanfic #nora and the holidays #rwrb

[sexynetra]

I can’t be stopped 😈

#complained about Jane having blue eyes and my editor reminded me she’s at least still Jewish #and I went omg yeah #I should do something with that #anyways if I can whip this out expeditiously maybe there will be a Passover fic #if not uhhhh maybe it’ll be something else #drag race #rpdr #RuPaul’s drag race #drag race 16 #rpdr 16 #RuPaul’s drag race 16 #plane Jane #✈️ #Nymphia wind #planymphia #also yes this is a photo of my work computer why do you ask

[residenthesitant]

hey what if i wrote a passover fic

Title: Manna from Heaven Warnings: None Rating: Gen Relationships: Married Tubbo/Ranboo, Tubbo & Everyone Characters: Tubbo, Ranboo, Techno, Michael B, Foolish, assorted others Tags: Post-Canon, Domestic Fluff, Jewish Holidays, Pesach | Passover, Tubbo-Centric, Found Family Summary: One of the perks of having a rich husband, in Tubbo’s opinion, is getting to send out the fanciest, most over-the-top invitations for what is, essentially, a small dinner for friends and family. The size of the dinner does not matter. The amount of invitations being set out does not matter. The fact that Tubbo can commission a calligrapher to make ten overly-decorated and horrendously fancy cards to invite people to his home is what matters.

You are cordially invited to the Underscore-Beloved’s home on Friday at sundown for Passover. Contact Tubbo or Ranboo to RSVP.

Oh, gods.

Tubbo’s never hosted a seder before.

i wrote the world's most self-indulgent passover fic in the world for @mcyt-passover-event! read it on ao3 <333333

#dsmp #dsmp fic #dream smp fic #dsmp tubbo #dsmp ranboo #tubbo centric #reshes fic #go read my wildly self indulgent passover fic you can tell its my favorite holiday

[vasilissadragomir]

for the fake fic ask game:

a THG fic with: accidental marriage, political intrigue and mutual pining!

OOF this is so hard i’ve been thinking about this one for a WHILE but i think i got it!! in honor of Passover…a Jewish!Everlark (shtetl!District 12, really) AU set during Catching Fire.

The twin burns on their hands aren’t the only things binding Katniss and Peeta together that fateful night before the Passover Seder. When they tear the loaf to drop in the Mellark fireplace together, cleansing the house of chametz before the holiday, they’re transported to another time with another burnt loaf…until they look down to find a toasted piece of bread in each of their hands. And, worse yet, Mrs. Mellark saw the whole thing. Couldn’t they at least have waited to do the toasting under a chuppah? Oy, what a shanda!

As Katniss and Peeta are marched down to the Justice Building by Mrs. Mellark and the town rabbi, Katniss fears the repercussions from President Snow, whose perfect, goyische Capitol wedding was just ruined by the accidental fulfillment of the District 12 tradition.

A month after Peeta stepped on the glass in the Justice Building, making their marriage legal in the eyes of both the state and HaShem, they learn the consequences of their actions when President Snow announces the Quell. With nothing left to lose, Katniss and Peeta start to think that maybe the meshugas they caused could be what saves them in the arena. After all, being star-crossed lovers worked pretty well last time.

In the battle for their culture, their rights, their traditions, and their lives, they can’t help but wonder…is it beshert?

glossary for the goyim:

shtetl - small Jewish towns in Eastern Europe (generally pre WWII for obvious reasons)

Passover - holiday where we don’t eat leavened bread and we often burn it to ensure our houses are entirely bread-free before the holiday

Seder - super long ritual dinner we do on the first night or two of passover

chametz - leavened bread

chuppah - a big ritual tarp we get married under

shanda - scandal

rabbi - Jewish spiritual leader (comparable to a minister or imam)

goyische - goy-like (“goy” means non-Jew; serves a similar role to gringo/a in Spanish-speaking regions)

breaking the glass - wedding tradition where the groom steps on a piece of glass which usually ends the ceremony

HaShem - literally translates to “the name” but is just God (we’re not allowed to say God’s name)

meshugas - ridiculousness, chaos

beshert - basically destiny (“it would’ve happened anyway…”)

#the hunger games #thg #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #everlark #judaism #jewish #jewish!peeta #jewish!katniss #passover #chag sameach #fake fic ask game #ask game #asks #asks answered #jewish!everlark #retiredficwriter

[oldfangirl81]

Shameless self promo

Last year I wrote a little Passover fic that looks at few different fandoms and their celebration.

#fic rec #tarlos #winterhawk #passover

[randomfoggytiger]

X-Files Collector's Edition: Celebrating Passover and Easter

Mulder and Scully celebrate Easter (and one Passover) through the years, escaping to the road each year until they finally blend their two lives as one.

Loose chronological order below~

@crossedbeams’s (Ao3) The Hunt

""He doesn’t tell her much, only that it’s urgent, that he needs her to come right away and as usual she doesn’t hesitate. He still can’t believe that somebody as smart as she is trusts in him enough to step away from a family weekend, jump in a car and drive to a park in the middle of nowhere. Nobody has ever believed in him in such an unwavering way. And today he wants to thank her.""

S1? Mulder is touched Scully will run away from her family Easter weekend with only a cryptic phone call from him (not realizing she's glad to get away); and rewards her efforts with a little impromptu egg hunt.

pokeitlikejello's The Drabble Files - Chapter 37

""She examined the chocolate and then looked to him. “You didn't have to get me anything.”

Mulder shrugged and kept his attention on the road. “You're missing time with your family.”

“And you thought a chocolate cross would help?” she responded.""

Scully reads the hidden message Mulder is sending her through a chocolate cross, assuring him she isn't "sacrificing" herself or her life to work with him.

@mollybecameanengineer/Sareki's Communion

""She looked out the window at the swirls of snow, and wondered if they would get out of Boston tonight. Even if the plane did manage to take off, there was no way she was going to make it to Easter mass with her mom in the morning. She felt relief at not having to go, and then a pang of guilt. The same guilt she’d felt for having a pastrami sandwich for lunch on Friday. For not attending Palm Sunday last week when her mom asked her. For not kneeling before a priest on Ash Wednesday and not giving anything up for Lent. A deep seeded Catholic guilt that wouldn’t abate, no matter how far she distanced herself from the Church. She fingered the cross she wore around her neck. Some days she hesitated before she put it on, but each time the guilt won. 

Things had only gotten worse since she’d been diagnosed with cancer. Her mom had doubled down on faith, trying to get Scully to come with her to church, to pray the cancer away. But the cancer had only lessened Scully’s faith, and made her angry at God. Here she was, having just turned thirty-three, and likely this would be her last year on Earth.

Her last Easter.""

Scully and her changing relationship with Mulder, her family, and God during each Easter.

@baronessblixen’s (Ao3) Sundress Days

""As he stumbles forward, the burble intensifies. Through a group of trees, he believes to see blue, clear water streaming lazily towards its destination. He makes his way through it and finds a river. It’s so peaceful that his first instinct is to take a deep breath. That is until he sees a head bob in the water.

“Scully!” She’s kicking at the water, trying to stay afloat, her head disappearing every few seconds. Why isn’t she swimming? Mulder’s mind is slow to catch up, can’t make sense of what he’s seeing.

“You need to,” she gulps water, comes up again, “to help me! I can’t swim!” The words, to Mulder, make no sense. She’s a Navy brat, a child of the water, and she just told him she can’t swim. This is a bad joke, Mulder thinks, as he walks into the water, not thinking. He swims towards her, her plea for help all that’s on his mind. When he’s almost reached her, he sees what the problem is: her hands are bound together. Two small, angry fists held together by a fat rope. 

Post One Son Easter Sunday is a wreck-- Mulder and Scully have miscommunications that result in an awkward invite to Maggie's and then getting jumped by money laundering goons and dumped in teh bay. As the bedraggled pair walk back, they reflect on what went wrong and how to fix it.""

@minuete-blog's (Ao3) Easter Linner and Basketball

""...I asked, “Shouldn’t you be spending time with your own family, Mulder, instead of crashing ours?” As if we were in some twisted, comedy made-for-TV movie, all actions and side conversations at the table halted resulting in complete silence from utter shock. Everyone turned to stare at me except for Dana who had the death glare.""

Bill actually tried to be nice to Mulder; but he still stepped right onto his metaphorical toes by saying he should be with his family for Easter instead.  

bellefleur's Easter Vigil

""Resurrection.

It was something that Scully had never really contemplated before. It was an essential tenet of her faith, and thus she embraced it or discarded it as her belief waxed and waned, but she had never fully considered whether she could accept it as a fact in and of itself.

If she was honest with herself, it was one of those questions she avoided asking because of the implications of the answer.""

Deadalive Scully ruminates on her awe and fear while waiting for her Easter miracle-- Mulder-- to wake up.

@aloysiavirgata’s (Ao3, WBM, Gossamer, LJ, Alt. LJ)

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""Beside her, Mulder spreads his matzah with ham salad that resembles chewed bubble gum. Scully bought it from the deli attached to the Exxon station, along with the coconut lamb cake that stares at them with blank licorice drop eyes.

“Stop judging me,” Mulder warns it, poking its jellybean nose. The lamb remains inscrutable.

Scully swats his hand. “Leave it alone.”

He scowls, takes a bite of his food. “Oh, Scully,” he says. “This is really disgusting.” He opens his mouth and lets the bright pink mass fall back onto the plate. He wipes his tongue with a napkin.

Scully takes a bite of her own with relish, cupping her hand to catch the matzah crumbs. “My mom always made it the day after Easter. It’s no different than tuna salad or chicken salad.”

“It’s very different,” Mulder asserts, fiercely decapitating a yellow Peep. “It tastes like exhaust fumes and looks like someone put a starfish in a blender.""

On the Run Mulder and Scully mutually celebrate Passover and Easter while tongue-in-cheek riffing at each other's traditions.

@edierone/Edie_Rone's He Is Risen (Ao3)

""Jesus is risen!”

It’s too loud, too chirpy, for any morning, but especially for the first Sunday she’s had free in weeks. He knows this, which is what’s so funny about it. They can nap later. But now: 

“Jesus is risen!”

He does it again, with a slight bounce on the bed. Part of the lump of blankets moves in a vaguely threatening way. He laughs, pulling them down enough to reveal a wave of soft silver-flecked red on the pillow.

“…stoppit gerroffme …""

IWTB-Revival Mulder LOVES to wake Scully up with her late grandmother's Easter chant. (It's glorious.)

gillyAnne's My family

""It was the first Easter without her mother and somehow he’d felt compelled to be there for her, but she hadn’t asked, and he hadn’t offered – he’d just ended up here, at the only church he knew of close to her new apartment. Bill was there, his wife and children sat next to Scully. Two other redheads were in the same row and Mulder assumed they were related, nieces perhaps, cousins, distant relatives of some kind who only showed up on days like these when the weight of those who were missing was harder to bear than any other day. He was glad to see her surrounded by family – but he still desperately wanted to be part of that family, even though they’d gotten a million chances and he’d blown them one by one until in the end there was no other option left for her but to leave him to his paranoia once again. And every time he hoped that it wasn’t the last time he saw her. And every time it wasn’t.""

Post Home Again Mulder shows up for Scully's Easter mass, trailing along when Scully invites him for family lunch.

@frangipanidownunder’s (Ao3) Easter at the Unremarkable House

""Mulder hides the eggs in all the places he knows Scully can’t reach or can’t fit.

Scully tells him exactly what vegetable oil, sugar and additives do to the 56 year old body.""

Post Finale Mulder saves some of the Easter eggs to roll off of Scully, his own unique way of determining the gender of their baby.

red2007's Coming Home - Chapter 4

""She started to head for the house while Mulder turned off the engine and got out of the car, quickening his pace to come up beside them. “You did follow me, even when you probably shouldn’t have—but now I feel like we’re in this together.” They exchanged knowing glances while climbing up the stairs, him pulling out his keys but pausing before turning the lock. He ducked his lips close to her ear and said, “but Antarctica, Scully. I’ve literally followed you to the ends of the earth. Easter mass at church was nothing.” With that he pushed the door open and walked through, leaving her shaking her head behind him.

Hours later after dinner and Lily’s nap found them outside, Scully leaning against the bottom railing watching an exuberant Mulder prance around the yard with an entirely indifferent baby in his arms. He bounced her around the yard, an Easter basket draped over one arm, leaning down every few feet to pick up another brightly colored egg that he had boiled and dyed himself. She had her phone out and was alternating between photos and videos.

Fatherhood looked good on him, she told herself smiling wistfully at the scene before her."" 

Post Finale Mulder decides to tag along for Scully and his daughter's Easter Mass. Jackson surprises both of them when he drops in later; and is surprised by their love in return.

@fragilevixenfic/fragilevixen's The Easter Bunny was a Fox

""You better get your booty on the way or you’re going to have to explain to a little girl why she can’t go with you on this outing,” Mulder nodded toward the door as he watched Scully lean against the counter, sipping his own coffee.

Scully’s eyes snapped open as she snatched up a travel tumbler, pouring the remaining amount of her coffee into it while leaning in for a quick, necessary kiss. “Keep her busy and try not to spoil the surprise or ruin her dress before I get back?”

“You put far more faith in my ability to keep her from jumping into the puddle out back than I would, just forewarning you,” Mulder smirked...."" 

Post Finale Mulder and Scully have to tear themselves away from each other, she having to pick up her grumpy family and he having to try to keep their rambunctious daughter out of trouble and puddles.

AUs

Jacquie LaVa's Egg-stravaganza

""Scully watched askance as he found an empty jar and began pouring a small amount of each of the dyes into the jar. A bored Mulder is a frightening Mulder, she thought. He mumbled softly and continually adjusted the mixture by adding more of the various dyes to his jar, holding it up to the light and eyeing the color with the critical eye of a mad scientist bent on a gruesome experiment.

Scully grimaced as he slid the last egg into his putrid concoction.""

Mulder is battle worn after a last-minute Easter supply grocery run; and Scully helps him unwind as they finish painting the eggs.

Enjoy!

#txf #xfiles #xf fanfic #fic #Collector's Edition #Passover #Easter #x-files #pokeitlikejello #mollybecameanengineer #Sareki #minuete-blog #Minuete #bellefleur #frangipanidownunder #fragilevixenfic #fragilevixen #Jacquie LaVa #edierone #Edie_Rone #crossedbeams #gillyAnne #red2007 #aloysiavirgata #Aloysia Virgata #Celebrating Passover and Easter

[theflirtmeister]

thanksgiving fic? christmas fic? WRONG you're getting the jigsquad celebrating channukah

#*jewishes ur characters* #even tho it's not that great so maybe I'll write a passover fic in december

[cornycopeia]

First Bagel and Lox fic! Chag Pesach Sameach!!

Bagel and Lox were created by @thecodyagenda

#captain bagel #lox the zabrak #captain bagel and lox the zabrak #corny fics #star wars #star wars the clone wars #clone ocs #zabrak oc #jumblr #pesach #passover #chag pesach sameach #happy passover

[indigovigilance]

Happy Passover! Here’s a fun little 3k fic about the ineffables thwarting Death during the events of the Exodus.

Written by @searching4sarahtonin !

#good omens #good omens fic #passover

[fouralignments]

Jewish Dadneto Headcanon

For Passover, a major Jewish holiday along with Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, one year Erik decides to make a Seder plate set homemade on the pottery wheel with his sohn Pietro, who's a toddler and he wants to do an imprints of Pietro's hands and feet. He has Pietro help him form the plates and bowls with his tiny hands while sitting on his lap with a tad help from his powers. Pietro just loving the feel of wet clay in his palmfuls, the smells, he has always loved touching things and getting any slimy frogs or snails into the house or mud pies. However this isn't the only set Erik has as he does have many sets of Seder plates, some more antique like those he used to have with his family in made from sliver or blue and white porcelain and others in streamlined modern to switch it up every year.

Erik trying to form patterns in Pietro's wild application of color and fun. After firing the ceramics his young sohn dark moon eyes shined like stars blasting into supernovas at their shiny finish.

#Passover Dadneto and Quickson Headcanon #Jewish Dadneto and Quickson #dadneto #peter maximoff #erik lehnsherr #quickson #quicksilver #x-men #magneto #I've been watching too much the great pottery throw down #its the Great British Baking Show but for pottery is very relaxing #and its great #Also a bit of flash fic #Note to self: write that Passover fic... so much do so little time just need to focus and write

[thnxforknowingme]

A year ago (approximately, because Easter is like that), I sat in a Starbucks in Washington DC and made this silly graphic on my phone to post a snippet of Miles To Go on Easter Sunday (which also happened to be my birthday that year). I was in the midst of a month-long trip to visit friends and family across the Eastern US, making up for cancelled pandemic travel and trying to figure out what the hell my next step in life was.

I’m currently sitting in a coffee shop in Nashville - my first stop on that trip in April 2022, and where I ended up moving to last summer. I don’t know what my next step will be, but I’ve been enjoying this one pretty well.

This means it’s been over a year that I’ve been posting WIP Wednesdays and Six Sentence Sundays (although certainly not every week), so a hearty thank you to @forabeatofadrum for getting me into this. It’s been such a fun way to share my writing and reflect on progress (or lack thereof). It’s also been so fun to see other people share little bits of writing or other creations - I genuinely look forward to it every week. The past couple years have been some of the most productive for me as a writer in my whole life, and what’s made them especially enjoyable is the community that I feel among other glee writers and readers. So thank you to everyone reading for making something special together.

Anyway, I do actually have some writing to share lol. I am now turning my attention back to working-title-Disaster-Boys. Here are seven sentences from that:

"I haven’t worked out the details yet. I’ll have to make up the credits some other time.” He pressed his fingertips to his temple. “God, I hope this doesn’t mess with my financial aid.”

“Kurt,” Mr. Schue said, his face suddenly lighting up. “I might have an idea.”

A Journey medley? Kurt thought to himself, but held his tongue.

While I haven't actually written anything new for the draft yet, yesterday I finally started creating a calendar for the story, which I think is gonna be super helpful. Below the cut is a photo of my extremely messy first draft of that (with some of the more spoilery plot points redacted).

Tagging @backslashdelta @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @blurglesmurfklaine @starpunchsoup @cerriddwenluna @quizasvivamos @rockitmans @redheadgleek @calliopemelpomene @coffeegleek @caramelcoffeeaddict @jayne89 and anyone else who wants to share! Thank you for being here :)

#also happy easter or passover or ramadan to everyone observing holidays today! #fic writing #six sentence sunday

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Monday Musings

this isn't even a morsel but I didn't give you anything for Sentences Sunday or WIP Wednesday and TWO people have shown excitement over this idea so please accept this offering in the form of an idea that hasn't fully taken shape but hopefully will in time.

Thank you for the recent tags: @wordsofhoneydew @cricketnationrise @firenati0n @onthewaytosomewhere @typicalopposite

tagging some others: @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @inexplicablymine @littlemisskittentoes @cha-melodius

The scene: Nora and June are hanging out with the boys in Brooklyn. Their new friends, Wes and Isaiah (who the boys met in the park one Saturday and then everyone went to Annie's drag show) are there too. Mylla suggested everyone meet at Billy's. Alex excitedly says they've ordered delivery from there a few times but never went in person. They're hanging out and Niko and Myla are wedding planning, talking in vague terms about their future and how the gang is their family, not some hypothetical future kids they probably won't even have.

Wes makes a comment about how he has no contact with his family for a while now, and he doesn't see them "even for the fucking seder" and Nora hears that and perks up. "Hold up. You need a seder to go to?" And Wes waves it off saying he doesn't even really practice anymore, but Nora insists "Come to our seder!"

June: "One problem with that is our seder is in Boston. Where our apartment is."

Nora: "But it doesn't have to be. Alex, can I host a seder in your house?"

"Um, sure? I'm cool with it. H?"

"Of course," Henry agrees. "We can deal with logistics later, naturally."

Niko and Myla immediately agree because they want to see their Wes happy.

Isaiah says he doesn't really know anything about a seder and he'd be interested.

Wes is now stuck because everyone else agreed and Nora is moving her seder to Brooklyn basically for him and he hates putting people out but it is what it is now.

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #rwrb fic #one last stop #nora holleran #nora and the holidays #cmquniverse #cmqverse #crossover #passover #monday musings #monday morsel #??? idk #i basically wrote this in tumblr

[evilwickedme]

All your writing is brilliant but I’ve gotta say your MJ/peter b/deadpool fic is phenomenal

I consistently get love for that fic and it's just jsjfkekt I worked on it so hard so that really makes me happy thank you

#thank you shay without whom this fic would not exist #one year ago in the middle of the night on Passover I texted them that I really wanna write a spideybpool fic and the rest is history #gail speaks #ask #anonymous

[thepucegoose]

somebody please tell me that i don’t need to extensively look up the weather in new york over the summer of 2002 for a fanfic that’s set in a fictional universe

#i jsut want it to be an indian summer okay! #to this day i know when passover fell in 1954 and what the weather was like #and i never even finished that fic

[oldfangirl81]

I was scrolling and I swear I thought these were Passover specific condoms for a second.

#i have dirty mind #fic prompt #holiday prompts #passover